It was Columbus Day. A national holiday.
Some people find a cause to celebrate and take off work.
Here at the Starkansaw Tribune we don't celebrate the arrival of the Europeans and the genocide of the First People. Nope, nothing save a hurricane, would keep this day from being business as usual. I'd been playing guitar all night at Alligator Andy's and was feeling a little bit red-eyed when I plopped down at my desk. Something touched on my foot. I noticed what looked like a mess of sawdust or pencil shavings sprinkled in piles under my desk.