Monthly Archives: May 2014

when she asked “how are you?” i knew she wanted the real answer. i told her the truth. i’m angry. i’m angry that i wasted my 30’s on unworthy people, which is another way of saying that i’m angry that … Continue reading →

i have a group of friends who bring their instruments and pick together almost every time they get together. i usually recognize exactly zero of the songs this group spontaneously plays. i was inducted into this group of friends via … Continue reading →

confession: high on chocolate and peanut butter, i wasted an hour looking to buy a goth steampunk dragon belt buckle online while listening to r. kelly. i didn’t buy a belt buckle, but i renewed my music crush on r. … Continue reading →

i’ve mentioned before that leonard cohen is my spiritual grandfather. this morning my adopted momma, a momma i didn’t have growing up when i needed someone with her strength and love and courage but that i have now all the … Continue reading →

my friend j (who was my ex-wife’s college boyfriend and for that reason i’ve avoided him for the past several years, but fuck it, enough time has passed, and i love him and he loves me, and we’ve known each … Continue reading →

confession: i made sloppy art today with sloppy hearts drawn by sloppy markers and called it “folk art” in my head, because when i see actual folk art, i love the roughness, the inelegance, the everyday realness of its scrap … Continue reading →

while getting botox this afternoon (yes, i botox between my eyebrows, and if it makes you feel good to judge me, then please judge away, because i genuinely want for you to feel good), i had a moment of surrender … Continue reading →

here’s what’s coming for you and me: a day filled with surprises, the good kind, the happy kind, the kind that makes us grateful to be alive. a dozen little surprises and maybe a big one or two. and if … Continue reading →

confession: i had a sex dream last night featuring a friend of mine (a local musician, but since there are dozens of local musicians among my friends, saying this does little to narrow the anonymous possibilities). i almost never have … Continue reading →

i asked for more. a lot more. i got exactly what i asked for. not at first. the first person i asked couldn’t give me what i want. i knew he couldn’t give me what i wanted before i asked … Continue reading →