Trenton really deserves all the credit. He recently started a new running program and it has totally inspired me to get my ass back in shape. At Carleton, we had easy access to the rec center, and working out was never really an issue. The biggest inconvenience (besides the 8 minute walk across campus) was […]
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nice place to visit, but you wouldn’t want to live there
Like most of what I write about here, I can’t articulately explain the draw I feel towards abandoned buildings. Something about the contradiction, the decay. There’s a building on Frankfort Avenue that has been on my mind for months. First it was just abandoned, and I’d heard rumors that it was caught up in some […]
Read more...always best to tell the truth
Trenton’s right—I should have written this down sooner. Some of the details are becoming vague, but I’m going to do what I can. The thing is, living with the twins makes stories like these seem almost commonplace. Nonetheless, this one definitely deserves capture, if for nothing other than blackmail purposes… It must have sat by […]
Read more...hands
In high school, I spent a lot of time watching actors. My Walden friends were constantly rehearsing or performing, and I loved to be a peripheral part of it. It’s a completely different experience watching someone you know perform. For most of my friends, talented though they were, I could never quite remove what I […]
Read more...psychic peaches, gray chakras. a post for Chase
I’m a bad friend. I’m a worse blogger, but I’m a bad friend. SEVERAL weeks ago, Chase and I had a pretty fantastic evening and I swore to him that I’d come here and tell the internets all about it. That was just after Christmas, I think… Anyway, my apologies, Chasetopher. This one’s for you, […]
Read more...things they do look awful c-c-cold
I’m not afraid of any of the regular things. Spiders, snakes, heights, no problem. I’m not afraid of enclosed spaces, or needles, or thunderstorms; I’m not afraid of flying. I have some irrational paranoid fantasies, but they’re all silly and small, and none of them keep me up at night. What does scare me, what […]
Read more...forgive us our trespasses
My grandparents are Episcopalian and drive an hour out of town every Sunday in order to attend a service that condemns pretty much everyone. Remember that schism a couple years ago, when the Episcopal church was considering separating from the Anglican community in order to allow gay bishops? My grandparents have been hopping churches ever […]
Read more...into the liquids
My boss is the president of a nonprofit organization and her husband is a long-haired guitar playing professor of business. They have two beautiful daughters and live in a gorgeous yellow house in the Highlands with exposed brick walls and a 2nd story deck that he built. There are musical instruments lying around everywhere and […]
Read more...the greatest hoodie that ever lived, and it was mine for 4 days
This morning I dropped off Natalie at her improv class with Alec at Walden Theatre. Oddly, it wasn’t the first time I’d been back to Walden since high school, but it still held that feeling of nostalgia. Doubly strange was the fact that although Natalie’s not my kid, in a way she still represents the […]
Read more...paisano means friend
In my excitement to go over the next bit of my life’s adventure, I neglected to write about a sizable portion of what I’ve been up to these past few weeks. My last day at UofL was August 28th. Everything before that is largely irrelevant. I left with zero fanfare. As much as I might […]
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