I want to be safe when riding my bicycle. I wish everyone around me had that same goal in mind.
I struggle to reconcile how anyone in the know could vote for Trump again.
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
My options for ordering take out dwindle as terrible customer service strikes again. I refuse to spend good money on bad experiences.
Freedom is like love: just because more people have it, doesn’t mean there is less for others.
The line between news and opinion is so blurred anymore.