Facing internal conflict isn’t at all a bad thing. Without confronting situations, people, and ideas that differ from our own, we end of living a sort of hypothetical existence — unchallenged and untested. Over the years, my ideals and beliefs have been tweaked by my travels, my interactions with others, […]
In a very crowded closet, choke-full of dress-up apps — and some very terrific ones at that (see: Paper Town, a golden oldie that desperately needs an update to stay relevant) — Toca Tailor arrives today as a most elegant evening gown, hung with care from a velvet hanger. Toca […]
As a student with a > 85% composite grade, she needn’t do her homework, but, she should be doing her homework, ya know? The Bear has been developing piss-poor homework-doing habits over the past few weeks, and my on-purpose habit of not helicoptering about my children isn’t doing her any […]
Todd McHatton Presents Marvy Monstone’s Mysterious Fun Time Dream Band Being in a bubble is a cozy thing; insular, warm, immune from judgement. Inside there is the world, all of it, and there is nothing else to envision. Reality extends only to the edges of how far we wish, or […]
I’m going to continue to spend the next couple of months trying my damnedest to put product into your hands with the intention of helping with the cost of your Holiday shopping. Screw the windbag politicians trying to win your vote, I am doing something (albeit, something very, very small) […]
OWTK toured East Passyunk Ave last month and found it charming, delicious, and good times for the whole family. It is the best parts of South Philly + small European towns. The EPA’s Fall Festival is on Saturday, October 27th and while we can’t be there, you should look into […]
When it entered our home, there were many instant hit songs from Ultramagnetic Universal Love Revolution, the 2012 album from Los Angeles kindie hipster Mista Cookie Jar, but it was “Lucas!” that made the greatest mark with my girls. Its ridiculousness is, well, ridiculous funny, and the pop culture references […]
‘Twas a jagged-edged, feces-brown fleck on my dominant arm, up high on the palest of white bits where the sun has rarely ever shone, the snow-capped peak of my right arm man mountain, if you will, nestled amidst the even smaller blood red bumps that have graced much of my […]
