Some of my most enjoyable music experiences as a teenager was sitting on the floor in front of my KMart stereo, notebook in lap, pen in hand, one finger on the pause button of the…
Date Archives 2015
And He Wasn’t Even Making Fun of Me
Sister #3 & The Tibbles came over tonight to get some stuff. The Tibbs came to collect their electronics abandoned here yesterday because they don’t bring them to their dad’s house. Sister #3 came to…
Anti-Bummers: Because, Of Course Edition
I haven’t really cried since Saturday. A few tears have slipped out my eyes, but nothing serious. The Current decided to play nothing but The Rolling Stones for four hours and it made me so…
The Day After or How Wallowing is Done at Supergenius, Inc.
7:00 a.m. Wake from a dream, grab your phone in hopes of finding apologetic texts or emails, finding none, roll over and watch the sun rise over the neighbor’s trees. Try not to feel. Try…
Letter to the Young Chef
Dear Michael, I know now that is not your name. I figured it out pretty quickly after you Bergered me with that text just hours before we were supposed to see each other. At that…
The Ballad of the Young Chef & the Old Fool
It’s been a long time since I’ve dipped my toes into the dating pool. After a million billion bad experiences I just kind of hung it up. I packed myself away and decided some people…