In which our hero ushers out the worst year of his life.

In the one your hero gets dirty.

In which your author tackles the myth of American greatness.

Wherein your writer considers eating the rich but wonders if the cholesterol is worth it.

In which an MD throws me a life preserver.

In this one, we talk about two different kinds of pride. And I’m not lying, someones gonna be pissed.

In which I rip a bandaid off before it’s healed.