MIDNIGHT MILK RUN -- by Steve Nadis
There I was at midnight with a gallon of milk in each hand while I saw my artist friend hanging out in front of the best local pub, the Plough & Stars. That summed it up pretty well. He, hanging with his pals, with pints to look forward to and me laden down with 16 or so pounds of dairy products. Who might you think leads the more interesting life?

