Tag Grady Hendrix
Per Matt Growing up, long before dial-up modems were a thing and the internet was confined to the military’s ARPANET, the only way to access the information superhighway was by visiting the neighborhood drug store, grocery store and bookstore, where… Continue Reading →
When a book opens with, “It was dawn, and the Zombies were stumbling through the parking lot… Later they’d be resurrected by megadoses of Starbucks, but for now they were the barely living dead,” I knew I was going to… Continue Reading →