I’m 44 now. You probably guessed that based on the headline. Yesterday was my birthday. I got a lot of toys and ate a chicken tender melt at Perkins with my sister and The Roller…
Posts tagged the beast
A Tale of Two ‘Born for Me’s, or Paul Westerberg is an Unreliable Narrator (probably)
In case you don’t know, and maybe I’ve never explicitly stated here in the pixels of I Will Dare, but the main conceit of The Beast is that a 50something former rock & roll singer…
Official Soundtrack for The Beast v4: Bad Bad Hats
Some people prefer to write in silence. I do not understand those people. Like a one-hit wonder by Autograph, the only time I turn it down is when I’m sleeping it off. Or, in less…
Oh So Much Boring Whining
Every day starts with the same goal: I am totally going to bust through three chapters of The Beast today and rickety rock The Casbah. Every day ends the same way: I am human garbage…
The Editorial Letter & Rising Mojo
The big email I had been waiting for since June slid into my inbox in the midst of an exhausting client meeting. I was at a quirky coffee shop in St. Paul repeatedly explaining why…