Louisville metro has a little over a million and a quarter people, but you can’t take a step in this town without bumping into somebody you know. Ann and I met for dinner at Dittos where she ran into half of her 7th grade class, and then later that night at Sully’s (Kari won a […]
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part 2: Mormons in Cincinnati
When we last left our hero, she was battling a dehydration headache and the post-fair traffic out of town… I’d planned a few hours of dead time between the fair and when I needed to leave for Cincinnati, hoping to run a few errands before heading out of town. Instead of being productive, though, I […]
Read more...part 1: rednecks at the expo center
Saturday was a long day. For years, my dad’s family has been meeting at the Kentucky State Fair on the second Saturday in August—the first weekend of the fair. Typically it’s my grandparents, my dad and his girlfriend Jody, my aunt Alicia, and her daughters (my cousins), Kealey and Ginny. Since the twins were born, […]
Read more...who do I have to fuck in this town to get a god damned mojito?
Try as I might, no bartender in Louisville seems inclined to make me a mojito. I understand that they require a teensy bit of prep, but is mint honestly that difficult to come by? The stuff grows up the sides of houses in Louisville, can we not just run out back, grab a handful, smush […]
Read more...back to the fuschia
If you’ve ever been to Bardstown Road after 9pm, you’ve probably seen the Pool Party Express. It’s an old, hollowed out fire truck that carries drunk people up and down the street, playing loud music, like a parade float or an open-air party bus. Counter-intuitively, there is no water involved. Kari booked the PPE for […]
Read more...eggs and bakey
I am NOT a morning person. I do love mornings—the light, the smell, the stillness—but there is something in me physiologically opposed to being alive before 10am. I like to think that if I could sit on my porch wrapped up in a heavy cotton quilt, drinking my coffee, holding but not reading a book, […]
Read more...cute, morally questionable politicos
Last night I started to feel that familiar lonely tug of nostalgia and what-if, but before descending down in a grief-spiral of Leine’s and So You Think You Can Dance, I called Kari to come rescue me. We spent a few hours outside Ce Fiore, eating Italian fake ice cream (it’s actually really good), going […]
Read more...old fiends
There are a lot of reasons why I’m glad I moved back to Kentucky, but there have been some unexpected consequences. Not negative consequences, necessarily, but unexpected. I knew there were a sparse handful of old acquaintances still living in Louisville, but I didn’t realize there were an abundance of locals that I’d actually want […]
Read more...I want your garbage
I’m not the most green-living oriented person I’ve ever met, but I try to do my part. I go out of my way to recycle (there’s no collection in my apartment community), I’m a vegetarian largely because of energy concerns, my lightbulbs are funky-shaped, I pay an extra $5 on my electricity bill that presumably […]
Read more...sweet sweet freedom
I found an apartment. Yay! It’s smaller and more expensive (bonus) than the other place I applied for, but they accepted my credit and the location is really good. I move in on April 19, and I’ve already started planning a party. After several “where am I going in life?” conversations with Rania, Christy, and […]
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