Back in 2000-ish, I was living in Orange, CA and working at a Barnes & Noble in Santa Ana. I was broke (because I was working at Barnes & Noble) so my transportation options were feet, bus, or bike. I went with bike. As I was riding home one afternoon, a man rode up next […]
Living in rural Pennsylvania as kiddos, my siblings and I partook in a never-ending selection of geographically appropriate past times. Building forest forts. Pissing off bees. Chasing fireflies. Mad dashes through puddles in our Radio Flyer. But one of my very favorites was snow angels. I’d lay on my back and stare up at the […]
When I was little, I wanted to be a dancing doctor from the moon. While I no longer have a desire to go to the moon (or even hop on an airplane), I did dance for many years. And I was a massage therapist for quite some time, so there was some helping people feel […]
This is the story of the best day of Rocky’s life. When I adopted Rocky, I knew that I was adopting a special needs dog. He had diabetes and had spent five months recovering at Bradshaw Animal Shelter after being abandoned and nearly dying. When I read his story, I knew I wanted to bring […]
When you sit in the bed of a Radio Flyer wagon and pull the handle back toward yourself, it becomes a steering wheel.
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I once rode in a van full of gay teenage boys.
I took off as soon as the black cloud of bees shot out of the ground and came flying up around me.
We used to run through our yard in the dark trying desperately to catch fireflies in our hands. Floating yellow beacons against a black night that drew us to them. We’d run after them, gently catch them between our palms, and leave just enough open space to peek through our fingers and watch them light […]
I wrote this several years ago and have never found the right place to publish it. Perhaps because it’s a little quirky. Or slightly uncomfortable for some folks. It offers a look into my childhood living with alcoholic nudists. Yeah, you read that right. Enjoy… Just Be Naked It’s hard to take someone seriously with […]
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