It’s in your court.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
My roommates — the beautiful, long-haired, blonde siren named Starlight and Eric, the Nasty — and I sat outside the I-Thou Coffee Shop on the 1700
A soapbox would have melted in Chicago or Kansas, and just about anyplace else last week in the Midwest and East.
A note of thanks first off.
I see the candidates removed their campaign signs on the town’s busy corners just in time for the fireworks stands to go up.