While certainly not the street drug, the "crack" could be the beginning of something new, the split of my pants, or the demise of my angst-ridden mind. Which one am I serving up today? Read on. Feel free to comment, argue, dismiss, or inform. I welcome it all.
Happy Thanksgiving . . .
Ah. Another year. SO much to be thankful for. I'mma let Sara Bareilles take care of it: