Because the First One was Grand, But Not an Opening?
This sign is from the biker bar that my friend Dan and I like to frequent. We love it because we don’t remotely fit in there and that amuses us. We have a goal to get in the good graces of the bartender, a mostly kind and bear shaped man who is appropriately nick-named “Baloo.”
It occurred to me, after seeing this sign, to volunteer my proofreading services. “Somehow,” I decided, “I doubt that will ingratiate me to the bikers.”
Oh well. I’ll think of something.
Rachel Lewis
Welcome! I’m a middle-aged former Mormon (aka the “other FOMO”), essayist, and playwright living in Salt Lake City. I work in pharmaceuticals professionally and write recreationally—though I’m open to reversing that someday. On Life and Lemons is where I share humorous snippets about writing, addiction, recovery, relationships, mental health, and whatever else life tosses in the blender. If you enjoy dark humor with a twist of lemon-tart snark—or just need proof that your own life isn’t the only one held together by twist ties and good intentions—you’re in the right place. You can follow me and get updates on the release of my new essay collection at instagram.com/pieces_of_string/. 🍋 Subscribe and let’s overthink things together.