May 17th, 2025. Graduations.
As we watch an advertisement for a Bespoke AI Washer and Dryer that can receive phone calls and open its door automatically, I realize that I really, really don’t want
April 25th, 2025. Breathing Deep with Mixed Results.
I’m breathing deep. It smells of onions and peppers and chorizo and I Love it. Coffee. Spring has sprung aggressively and there’s a little bit of optimism that comes with
November 30th, 2024. Happy Thanksgiving, whether you like it or NOT!
Not that I’m particularly tuned into social media at any given time, but I’m pleasantly surprised not to see the usual slew of “I am angry at YOU because you’ve
More…November 30th, 2024. Happy Thanksgiving, whether you like it or NOT!
September 7th, 2024. Time to be Writing Again.
I think a lot about communities. About the ones I engender, the ones I engage with, the ones I’ve been ostracized from, the ones I have contempt for. Whether it’s
April 20th, 2024. Saturday Afternoon Quarterbacking.
Jeff Miller’s been in town. He played the SPARK on Tuesday, played the Lair with us on Wednesday, played the New Deal Café last night and now he’s off to
December 10th, 2023. Holy Days.
Morality’s not that hard. Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you. Yeah, once you get past the small scale maybe it CAN get complicated, but on the
June 23rd, 2023. Moof.
Lying awake, listening to the rain SHOULD be a delicious luxury. I have no place to be tomorrow till our show and the sound is a precious NON mechanical white
June 15th, 2023. The Open Air Open Mic and Surrounding Events.
Get up. Drive to DC. Shoot the interviews. Enjoy the stories of 1970s, 80s Washington DC through eyes different from my own. The AIDS epidemic, Apartheid, racism, and good things
More…June 15th, 2023. The Open Air Open Mic and Surrounding Events.
May 18th, 2023. The Slightly Chilly Open Air Open Mic.
A beautiful night in Ellicott City. We’re at that perfect couple of weeks where it’s not too cold and it’s not too hot. I’m so grateful to be here tonight.
May 6th, 2023. Like… just don’t TOUCH me…
Twice this week I’ve felt physically threatened. I hate it. It reminds me that I shouldn’t have quit Tae Kwon Do no matter what I thought the consequences were. It