Sunset over the Rocky Mountains. Image by A guy with A camera. It was supposed to be like going to camp or to boarding school. I could come back and it would all fall into place with the same scents and comforts and, for the most part, players. But after my freshman year, it wasn’t [...] Read more »
I once called it “a termite’s dream come true.” Had I known then what I know now, I wouldn’t have been so callous. The chair was plain and ordinary looking, barely stained and sun-bleached in its old age. Its legs creaked when someone sat down and the wooden slats of the back rattled when someone [...] Read more »
The huffing and snuffling had roused me a few minutes earlier, but wrapped in the soft down comforter, I had chosen to ignore it, rolling over and descending into dreamland once more. This time, however, the sounds of my canine companions dragged me into a slouched position like a marionette pulled up by the strings. [...] Read more »
For context, read Arm Candy – Part I. As a little kid, I adored being the center of attention. My parents have a picture of me sitting at the piano in pajamas, banging on the keys randomly and entitling the piece “Storm” with such panache and veracity no one could argue that it was simply [...] Read more »
Image by the Crafty Bohemian. “You wanna go get some arm candy, Ben?” I stared dumbfounded at my uncle Ted. The truth was, I barely knew the guy. I’m not even sure he was actually related to me. “It’ll be fun! There’ll be food and baseball and girls!” “Ick, girls!” I yelled, eliciting laughter from [...] Read more »
He didn’t weigh much, maybe a hundred and fifty pounds tops by my estimate. Given his short stature and slim build it wasn’t a surprise. His lack of tolerance wasn’t a surprise either. The way he drank, however, was. — Tipsy’s Liquor World towered in front of us, the Swiss chalet style architecture a pleasure [...] Read more »
My uncle Bruce and his girlfriend Alison who hosted Christmas dinner. This was the first time I’ve ever attended Christmas with my family. Forever the screwup, I tried to pickup Starbucks Gift Cards for my family on Erev Christmas. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what to get them, but that I was simply too [...] Read more »
“Listen Mom,” I say tepidly, the fear and disappointed firmly held from my voice. This is important. This is necessary. I still don’t like it. “I’m down to the dregs in my bank account. If I don’t spend any money between now and the end of the year, I’ll have just enough to cover my [...] Read more »
A skyscraper towers above us on the other side of a clear glass roof near Raffles Place. For more imposing images of Singapore, click here. “Why don’t we try looping around that way,” I suggest helpfully. Matt and I have been wandering around this maze of a mall for nearly 15 minutes, trying to find [...] Read more »
Salvador Dali’s “Persistence of Memory” ‘”You remember that time,” I said, a smile creasing my face, “we got lost in Denver looking for that show. We were in your minivan and we spent hours just cruising back and forth, not really worrying about it since we hadn’t bought tickets anyway.” She smiled and laughed a [...] Read more »