The Neighborhood Cats Perform West Side Story At Three In The Morning

It crept up on me over the course of an evening two weeks ago. I was eating dinner at Arby's, happily reading a book and devouring a bag of their new seasoned potato chips. Between pages I noticed the vague sensation of a sore throat. Probably too many salty chips I rationalized. By the end… Continue reading The Neighborhood Cats Perform West Side Story At Three In The Morning