Some thoughts (and many thank yous) regarding the 10th anniversary of Vermin on the Mount.
I’m still trying to get my mind around the fact that Vermin on the Mount turned ten years old this month. A decade. That’s a lot of stories, essays, poems and drunken rants. During those 10 years I grew a beard, got married, moved to San Diego, got sober, shaved my beard, etc. A lot of living because ten years is a long time, but in the arts 10 years is a lifetime.