The first time it happened, I was young and clueless. I had consumed something that was probably an approximation of beer at a friend’s house over the course of a half hour. It was sweet, fizzy, and tasted like lemon soda. I was doubled over in pain for about twenty minutes, and my friend offered me her couch. Eventually, the pain went away, ( Read more... )

Jake simply wanted something to eat. He hadn't had a meal in days, and the pizza place on Colorado Boulevard offered pies the size of a dinner plate for six dollars. A thin crust with a simply salty tomato sauce topped with thinly grated mozzarella and Parmesan cheese. The pizzas were garnished with fresh basil leaves. Jake didn't really care ( Read more... )