Beyond the Garden of the Gods
I met up with my buddy Matt in Southern Illinois for our third annual camping trip the weekend before Labor Day. I’d picked the far south location because of its proximity to Cairo, IllinoisR... Read More
In the Groove
The older I get, the harder it is to mourn a life I didn’t have. -Me, today June 1, 2011 was also a Wednesday. I wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t checked the calendar just now. As I s... Read More
In the Beginning…
As someone who spends a lot of time in front of his computer, I was so pleasantly surprised to run across some really old pre-iPhone pix I snapped of Ken and me. The one above is dated 28 days after w... Read More
Lost and Found
Dear Ken, I’ve thought about this day for a long time: what would feel like to have lost you for as long as I had you—just 10 years. How much would it hurt? And what would it mean? Anything? Every... Read More
A Tale of Two Condos
It was a cold, rainy October night in 2014. I was snuggled up on my sofa in front of the fire–probably drinking wine–when there was a knock at my door. I had only lived there since January... Read More
A St. Patty’s Day Anniversary
2021 seems to be the place where 2020 stored its momentum while it was having a nervous breakdown. Given the shit show of 2020, I’m pleasantly (and unpleasantly) surprised to see we’re act... Read More
A Decade of the Xanax Diary
I was shocked to realize the 10th anniversary of this blog was approaching. Though I’d long anticipated having a blog for years, the idea of this one turning 10 fell off my radar. Not surprising tho... Read More