I’m not one of those ‘everything was better back in the day’ walking flesh bags of rose-colored nostalgia but hot damn I do try to resist the binge watching trend hard. But, but, but it is so freaking hard because all the episodes are right there, up on the screen […]
The skeleton of our two week drive from Washington state to New Jersey has been assembled for sometime but now the connective tissue and some of the joints of those 14 sunny summer days we’ll spend behind the wheel of what will surely be a jam-packed Kia Sedona are finally, […]
Third floor mattress on the deck AOL dial tone beside the desk Flecks of life beneath bare feet Doughnut boxes and newsprint fingers Lyrics on the cracked white wall Flailing heart on a sleeve A gross misunderstanding of nostalgia Listening to her having sex downstairs With Aaron or Lance or […]
The phone dings, that familiar modern sound alerting us of something new, cutting through the hiss of onions sauteing in hot oil in the kitchen, breaking the still silence of a bedroom at night or, in this case, emanating from the lone back pocket of knit shorts with red and […]
If, as I rolled up to The Hotel Emma, sunken deep into the quilted pillow backseat of a jet black Cadenza, if my mind was centered in that moment on the type of pen that would be waiting for me in the room, I’d have thought, based on the heavy […]
It was our second-ever Frank Turner concert and the English frontman did the same thing on both occasions. Something 99.9% of bands don’t think to do. At some point near the middle of his passionate, blistering punk-folk sets, Turner paused above a steady but subdued back beat to show gratitude, […]
Ireland with kids was lovely. But Ireland for us was complicated. As I wrote upon returning home from vacation last summer, the Emerald Isle proved something of a cataclysmic glitch in our epic U.K. holiday and, ultimately, in our marriage. We overcame, barely, and have grown significantly as people and […]
Last Christmas I gave you my heart, but the very next day you threw up everything into the toilet. Hold up, hold up right there: that’s not at all how the song goes. As bad as that tune is, and let’s not mince words, it is T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E, I’ve somehow managed […]
