It’s Alive! Again.
Finally…Again.
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Conversations With The Husband Dude
The Husband Dude insists he hates our cat, has an encyclopedic knowledge of obscure music documentaries, and communicates primarily in grunts, side-eye, and thumbs-up emojis. Somehow, we’ve managed to stay married. Here are the conversations to prove it.
It’s Still Alive!
For my forty-seventh birthday, The Husband Dude planned a surprise involving a blindfold, a mysterious dress code, and a serious case of motion sickness. What followed was a night of casino shenanigans, a little marital jealousy, and a concert that made getting older seem a whole lot less depressing.
It’s Alive!
Finally…
Let Them Eat Cake
Six years, three forced job changes, and one ridiculous pre-employment assessment later, I rediscovered something I’d buried under a doom pile of misplaced priorities. I’m a writer, dammit. And apparently, I’m also responsible for Fake Brian’s birthday cake.
Why I’m Not Cool And Shakespeare Is My Homie
I’ve never been cool. I read encyclopedias for fun, memorized Star Wars dialogue, and considered Shakespeare a kindred spirit. It took one spectacularly unpleasant encounter in high school to teach me that fitting in was overrated. The colorful vocabulary came naturally.
Left Turns
I’ve always hated making left turns, both on the road and in life. Then sixteen years of playing it safe came to a crashing halt, and I found myself facing the scariest intersection yet: starting over.
