2010 Mastodon Weekend
This morning I awoke to a text from Al. “Bad beat,” he wrote. “Room won’t be ready until 3pm.” He’d been on the road all night and hadn’t slept. The hotel at which he...
This morning I awoke to a text from Al. “Bad beat,” he wrote. “Room won’t be ready until 3pm.” He’d been on the road all night and hadn’t slept. The hotel at which he...