It all started just 5 days ago. I’m sitting at a table conducting a psych eval, and I feel a little bump on my chin. I knew immediately what it was. An ingrown hair. Look, I promised my daughter I wouldn’t overshare about this because it grosses her out…like most...
I hate Halloween. What’s crazier…I hate that I hate Halloween. I mean, who hates Halloween? What does that say about me? It’s just merriment for all ages. Yet I still can’t change my feelings. Every October 30, I expect to get visited by ghosts of Halloween past,...