Horse Meat Disco: I could have danced all night…
Picture it, Northeast Washington DC, 2017. Your faithful narrator at an all-night warehouse dance party packed body to body and meeting two of his DJ idols. A hell of a night, to be sure.
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Lightning in a Sweatshirt
A short little tale of one of the strangest superpowers all humans have. Clearly I need more coconut oil…
Vat19: 500 lbs. of Liquid Glass
I had not heard of Liquid Glass Putty before now, and now I’m a little scared of it. This is like a horror movie except it’s a near naked man in the tub, so I approve!
Ten Years On…
Just thinking about 2007 now that we’re ten years on from it. I’m moderately more of an adult now than I was then, but I miss a little bit of my carefree shenanigans and not feeling weighed down by everything. I don’t even know if I’d really recognize myself from then, but it’s nice to flip through my online photo albums and realize what a difference a decade makes.
all the small things
After taking off about a month from the blog and writing to just, I don’t know… collect myself to face 2017 and take some time off for the holiday, I’m back to it. Today’s tale is about me suddenly realizing the right way (for me) to do laundry after all these years.
Autumn Walk at the National Arboretum
A quick morning trip out to the National Arboretum to get a bit of exercise, catch the fall colors and take some fun pictures!
Diversity Is Our Greatest Strength
“How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.”
TIME covers Trump meltdown
There is no tried and true status gauge for political campaigns, but these TIME Magazine covers are officially declaring a Trump meltdown. “Inside Donald Trump’s Meltdown” on August 22, 2016 and “Inside Donald Trump’s Total Meltdown” October 24, 2016.
The City Says Hello
It’s just one of those mornings when you feel like the universe has crafted a message especially for you.
“Pride hasn’t included me in a long, long time.”
Written by a friend on Facebook and posted here with their permission. They are much better at putting their feelings into words than I am, but reading it, I found myself nodding from shared experience.