[My first time riding a chair lift alone, after my first time snowboarding down a mountain by myself.] I've been systematically battling a general narrowing of my world for years, shouldering open slowly closing doors all around me. These are doors to different things, and while some slammed shut ... View Post
The reluctant parolee.
[Frands.] *If you're a real baller, you'll scroll to the bottom, hit play on that Spotify link, then let that song play while you read. Just sayin'.* First, let me say thank you to every one of you who reached out after my last post. The emails, messages, and texts were so genuine and honestly ... View Post
The art of war.
[This has been a year of much NFL.] Growing up we had a few sayings in our family. For those less than pleasant things everyone has to go through: "That'll build some character." For those atrocious things the very unlucky have to go through: "That'll put some hair on your chest." I've been ... View Post
A weekend in the life, in reverse.
You know your stress level is maxing out when the lady at the nail salon clicks her tongue at the sight of your cuticles. Mine were chewed to bloody bits, ragged, red and swollen. Even typing hurt my digits. Biting away at them, however, was the only way I could stay in front of the computer and ... View Post
Variations on a theme.
Some scenes from last week. And a little to say. We still have little to show aside from bathroom renovation progress—I mean, I got this mirror awhile back and we haven't even hung it yet, so—but I figured I'd pop by anyway and tilt the scales a little. But not about anything I want to tilt the ... View Post




