I have 22.
And while I could lament the fact that the company responsible for one of the biggest ecological disasters in my lifetime has nearly 100 times the “friends” that I have, I have to focus on the positive — something that inspires me to go on in spite of the fact that I am less popular than the company that blew millions of gallons of oil into the Gulf of Mexico over the course of three months.
You see, BP and I have something in common: We’re both in trouble with The Man.
Last week, my father-in-law pulled into my driveway at around 3:30 in the afternoon, as he does every day, to get my son, Kevin, off the bus from school... Continue Reading
