Articles written by Lindsey Davidson

When do you turn old enough to have a beer with your old man?

I’m not even sure I actually believed that question would have an affirmative answer followed by a date.

My eyes seemed to have been opened to a new adult world Monday night as my dad joined in on musical festivities shared by my friend circle.

I am happy. I am relaxed. I am chilled out.

I am not pissed off. I am not stressed out. I am not pulling my hair out while wondering why my life has taken a turn for the worst and everything as I know it is coming crashing down on me.

Maybe it is the single lecture once a day or the lack of Frogger played in the morning to find parking. Not having to wait for a table on burger night at Niffers is an option. Or just the general population of Auburn being cut in half and divided by four is another definite alternative as well.