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Category: Writing
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For the US election, I runaway to Amsterdam.
I fly standby internationally. I spend way too much time in PHL airport. Not near enough time in Amsterdam, and I make a list of things I’ll forever pine over, the election results not-included.
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Purgatory in Philadelphia: Purgadelphia
I fly standby, take my mother to Maine. We see Acadia, Tyler Childers, and Purgatory. Which is a specific inside joke, if you know Childer’s break out album.
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Fostering My Relationship with Chaos
I am asked what my dream job is, I defend flying standby, I eat ice cream with my grandmother.
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Buying a house, prepping bowels, and the airline industry: gold stars all around.
The last few months have flown by, which is a mediocre pun if you know I work for the airlines. Read to find out what all has happened since the new job, new home, and new city. I give us gold stars. Josh and I really did pull off some magic in the first couple…
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Pascha turns out to be pretty rock’n’roll.
I am invited to Pascha. I am promised a great time. All expectations have been exceeded.
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Life’s a shit show, folks.
Standing up, means standing alone. The validation isn’t coming, honey. Life’s a shit show, folks.
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Dropping the Ball and the Ball Dropping. Is there even a difference?
I talk about New Years, about being tired and staying up late regardless. I talk about resolutions, even though I wouldn’t call them resolutions. But that’s not because I have anything against resolutions. And I share a poem.
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Early Times with Meemaw: an evening with Robert Gipe
The ladies of The Local Honeys invited me to “Canard County”. If you know, you know. If you don’t, go read Trampoline right now.
