When Beer Isn't Enough
In the last ten years, I have lived in nine different apartments. Eight of those times I moved my own furniture. Once, I even took the subway with two suitcases and two duffle bags strapped across my body like a mule. I’ve also moved other people’s furniture. Back then, I was rewarded with a grilled cheese sandwich and a couple of High Lifes—these were good things. Now, I...