To Be A Man, A Boy Must

Long Before It Legally Served Me, The Bar Saved Me. It Restored My Faith When I Was A Boy, Tended Me As A Teenager, And When I Was A Young Man The Bar Embraced Me.

History Is The Narrative Of People Searching For A Place To Go.

Write Every Day; Never Give Up; It's Supposed To Be Difficult; Try To Find Some Pleasure And Reward In The Act Of Writing, Because You Can't Look For Praise From Editors, Readers, Or Critics. In Other Words, Tips That Are Much Easier To Give Than To Take.

If Only Ed Fleming Had A Mother Who Gave Such Sound Advice. The Manager Of Wazoo's, A Downtown Denver Restaurant, Fleming Is A Csu Alum Who Has Been Darned Giddy About The Rams' Recent Success. So Giddy That He Donned A Necklace Made Of Pez Candies, A Red Blazer - And Nothing Else. A Few People Gaped (some Actually Set Aside Their Beers), But Most Ignored Fleming As He Strutted Like A Red-blazered Rooster, Demanding That All Hail The Mighty Naked Beer King.

While I Was Busy Hating Vegas, And Hiding From Vegas, A Funny Thing Happened. I Grew To Love Vegas.