We were at Grumpy’s, because of course we were. All my stories that don’t start with “I woke up from a nap” start with “We were at Grumpy’s.” It was fitting because I was grumpy…
Posts tagged the beast
Jason Isbell, lyrics that slay me & a little help, please
As I type Nolan is upstairs sleeping, Liam may or may not be napping on the chair. I can’t see his entire body. What I do know is he has stopped sighing dramatically about how…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: Avoiding the Internet Edition
Last night when the soul-crushing verdict came in regarding the murder of Trayvon Martin, I shut it all down. While I can handle the cries of outrage and promises to enact change, I cannot handle…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: The I Finished the Draft Edition
So the most important things about today is that this happened: I typed those words and then I cried very hard. I sobbed really, with the noise and the shortness of breath. I didn’t expect…
Where Musicgeek Meets Booknerd
On most any given weekend afternoon from about 1985 until 1989 you could often find me camped out on my bedroom floor in front of my stereo. It was a KMart special I got for…