Aweh Dear Ruminants and Groupies, A Bar, a Cow, a Vice President, and a Vorlon A pink cow, JD Vance, a Vorlon, and I walk into a bar… This is not the beginning of a joke, although it probably should be. It is also not, strictly speaking, a bar. It is more of a diningContinue reading “Ruminations on Who You Think You Are”
