Had a Little Run-in with the Federales

Two days after I got back from Europe, there was another early morning knock on the frat house door. Graham pulled me out of bed, fuming, “Dude, you gotta stop … Continue Reading →


…and I’m fired (Plot Only)

Well, that was fast. Three weeks later and I’m already fuckin’ fired. This was supposed to be my first update from Manhattan but it looks like I’ll be packing up … Continue Reading →


Introduction (Plot Only)

I was talking with one of my fraternity brothers today about how Graham and I got wasted at the gentlemen’s club last night off Marietta Street. I ended up walking … Continue Reading →