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A Place to Come Home To

2 April, 2009 (07:55) | Family | View Comments

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 »

Shaming Myself Through Others

31 March, 2009 (15:48) | Social Commentary | View Comments

The beeping of my alarm is loud enough to be heard in the living room. If my grandfather is awake, as he usually is, he knows what that means. My computer screen flickers on as soon as I’m able to roll out of bed. It’s not to check email or read the latest news on [...] Read more »

Throne Apparent

20 March, 2009 (11:10) | Growing Up | View Comments

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 »

Gratuitous Nonsense

11 March, 2009 (06:08) | Social Commentary | View Comments

Image by Matthew Olyphant. “That fucker,” I muttered under my breath, stuffing the signed credit card slip in with the others and pocketing the $0.43 tip. Mr. Felcher was a regular at BD’s Mongolian Barbecue. He often came in at lunch with his wife, ordering the beer and a bowl special (which got you a [...] Read more »

A Unique Snowflake

25 February, 2009 (15:48) | Tattoos | View Comments

The card read: You still owe me the story of the snowflake. Ben – [phone number] http://worldwide.aceharmon.com I’m sure she thought it was some sort of pickup. This random guy who passed her a card with his number? Please. How transparent could someone be? But I really just wanted the story of the snowflake. — [...] Read more »

Grave Matters

24 December, 2008 (08:03) | Growing Up | View Comments

“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 »

Sublimating into Senility

28 November, 2005 (21:48) | Growing Up | View Comments

To put it simply, I have a strong distaste for my mom’s parents. My grandmother is an ignorant bigot and my grandfather is a forceful and stubborn republican. I’ve been instructed not to discuss anything controversial in their presence. Despite this, I sometimes have the urge to come out of the closet to them, despite [...] Read more »