The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol
Former police detective writes about life, death, and coffee.
I'm gonna slash his tires one day. I am so not kidding, maybe. I think, because I was a cop, I am especially sensitive to people being stupid with their cars. Parking in handicap spaces when you aren't supposed to, intentionally making your car louder than it should be, and simply not knowing how to... Continue Reading →
There goes my deposit. I've done it a hundred times. I check to see if the spaghetti is ready by throwing one of the strands on the wall. If it sticks it's ready. That's what the cool people do isn't it? I'm sure I read somewhere that it is. It was on the internet so... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago I was sitting at a coffee shop reading when this young girl who I had seen many times before, asked me a question that I get quite often now. She wanted to know why I am always reading real books and not e-books on Kindle or Nook, or on my... Continue Reading →
