Well, guess who gets to be the bad cop?  Yes, yes, I know, if the shoe fits, blah blah blah.  Whatever.  Give me a second, please, while I take another swig swallow sip of wine, ok?  Exhale.  Sigh. You know how kids like to play their parents, especially in divorce situations?  Yes, you do, you … Continue reading I’ve got a badge – and a glass of wine. →