Love in the Time of H1N1


“Call your senator and tell him he’s so full of shit his eyes are brown!” I hung up the phone. “They aren’t open.” I echoed to the room. We had called our favorite tender at our favorite bar to see if we could throw back one more beer and throw down a couple extra twenties for the staff before the state shut everything down. From the sounds of it, we were too… Read More

Karen was screaming, I had literal gutter water dripping down my face, and Bernadette Peters was auditioning for the part of Fantine in “Les Misérables” in a mud puddle at my feet.  If that sounds like a shit show to you, it’s because of Karen…and also…I started this story somewhere near the end.  I’m actually not even sure if the woman in question is named Karen, but when we circle back to… Read More

I have gone on a date every Tuesday night for the last 12 (but let’s be real ya’ll, it’s really been 13) weeks.  I’ve been taken on historical tours, visited Water Treatment plants, met public figures, and argued over semantics.  I’ve gone to baseball games, museums, gardens, non-profits, and eaten more locally made food than I even thought existed on the planet.  I’ve paddled, and peddled, and laughed so hard I almost peed… Read More