I had transformed our driveway into a slippery minefield, just begging to break the ankle of some new homeowner inching along beneath the preposterous weight of an oak desk or the cumbersome, jiggling mass of a queen mattress.
Read MoreMy knee-jerk reaction was, “Oh, isn’t this just typical. Big corporation does 180-degree pivot trying to appear inclusive because that’s what sells these days.”
Read MoreI just lose patience for songs that whine about situations with easily attainable solutions.
Read MoreAfter nine months of rejections, my writing was finally getting some attention.
Read MoreI’m writing a book about the time I was a truck driver, and sometimes I like to listen to trucking songs to get in the mood.
Read MoreEvery aspiring writer knows that the encouraging rejection is the first step on the road to success.
Read More“Mile 5000.” This story is the first time I’ve been published in print media since grad school. Feels good to be back!
Fart Rebus describes lyrics that don’t make a lick of sense — “expert texpert / chocking smoker / don’t you know the joker laughs at you,” that kind of thing.
Read MoreI never wanted to be one of those old people who only listens to the music of their youth, so every morning I wrestle with my Spotify algorithm and try to actively seek out new music. This… is harder than it should be.
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