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Yesterday I woke up in my childhood bedroom and ended the day seeing my favorite band from fifth grade, Hall and Oates. For several years of elementary school, I attended a school built in...
Yesterday I had another doctor’s visit to take care of the ick I had over the holiday season. I learned two things at the doctor’s office. One is that I seem to be an...
Every year it’s all I can do to make it through the endless Christmas season. The days are short, the expectation is that you’ll shop with glee for loved ones. Forget it, I can...
For the last month, I haven’t done much of anything. Not much writing, not much photo editing, not even much reading of longform articles. I had a cyst that got infected and turned into...
It’s always a struggle to admit that I’m human. That I get sick. Yet when I found myself up coughing and Googling 19th century cough remedies at 5 a.m., I realized I ought to...
On Good Friday of this year, I was in a three-car accident in Florida. After a trip to the emergency room, several tests and some morphine, it was determined that I had a lot of bruising, but nothing was broken. For the last six months, I’ve been healing from this bruising.
Thousands of people from all over the world gather in Austin, Texas each March for the South By Southwest Music Conference and Festival. They come back for Austin Psych Fest in the late spring,...
One Saturday afternoon in October I was chilling on Twitter while drinking my coffee, and I decided to take part in someone else’s discussion about whether or not the President of Estonia writes all his own Tweets. This is what happened:
One of my earliest childhood memories is of hanging out laundry with my grandmother. Early on humid Houston mornings, my East Texas-born grandmother would haul a load of wet wash down her back steps...
Last time they were here, my Latvian houseguests made a video about Duke and Charlie. We lost Chuckie this past August (at the age of 10), and we lost Duke this week (he was...
