Big Bertha the pickup truck was not herself. My vehicle was over-revving, lurching, and I smelled something burning. I was afraid she wasn’t going to make the trip to Jones Beach. I picked up my friend Javier from downtown Flushing and headed back home, where we were able to use the minivan. Javier helped me… Read more »
A few months ago, my friend Carrie told me about the band Fun. and their album, Some Nights. I knew their hit song, “We Are Young” because my crazy spinning teacher Cliff makes us sing along while screaming in our faces to move faster (he’s the best and you should totally take his class). I finally listened to the… Read more »
