Leftover Cocaine - The imaginary line between me and real life.

And then we buried Jeremiah…

It’s as simple as that, sort of. That’s how one story ended and another began. The arcs for all of those who knew him are invariably changed now. Our friend Jeremiah is dead and the rest of us keep going, keep thinking, keep drinking, keep…

Does Nirvana Still Smell Like Teen Spirit on Kurt’s 50th Birthday?

The first thing I clicked on this morning, as I scanned through the bowels of Facebook, was an article a friend shared from Rolling Stone about Kurt Cobain from the band Nirvana. He would be 50 years old today. My lungs fluttered when I read…

Why I Deleted Tinder and Bumble: The Firefly Effect

Swipe right, swipe left, swipe right, swipe left…so it goes – the death or chance of another possible connection – the modern dating scene. I have been on Tinder for several years now and Bumble for maybe a year. I even connected with my most…

Good Morning, Hatred: Coffee Makers, Donald, Clinton and A Dead Gorilla

The goddamn coffee filter folded over for the 3rd time in a row, or maybe it’s the 4th, hell, I don’t know but the irritation has left me as a ruffled peacock on an early Wednesday morning. Coffee grounds sit at the bottom of my…

The White Man’s Limbo: A Case for Sex in the Morning

Goddamn, my hips are sore; I haven’t fucked in the morning in a damn long time. Maybe that’s a good thing. I mean, since I didn’t get off, my pupils are dilated and my skin is tight from all the hormones. These Things Happen. And…

No Diplomas, Only Hugs

“You’ll have far better luck toughening yourself up than you ever will trying to take the teeth out of the world that is – at best – indifferent to you existence.” – Ryan Holiday in The Obstacle is the Way

Saturday Morning and The Cosmic Hangover

One of the loaded consequences that come with dabbling in the cosmos is the next day you feel like the gods plucked you out of your bed in the middle of the night and dipped you, ever so slowly, into a deep puddle of solvent or…

Pura Vida: Part 2 – Where the Wild Things Are

If you haven’t read Pura Vida: Part 1 – The Winners Circle Please read that first. Enjoy! The winding and curving of the roads in Costa Rica become tiresome on the stomach, but as you move toward the center of the country, the scenery is anything but…

Pura Vida: Part 1 – The Winners Circle

Vacations usually start off simple at face value. People go places and do things to break the monotony of the life that has swallowed them whole. They need a change of pace, and then back into the whale they go – into the darkness, until…

23-Year-Old Me Would Never Turn Down a Jager Bomb

Last night, restless and feeling like a badger stuck in a leg trap, I sought refuge from my mind under a neon tree. This neon tree is planted at a place called The Park Tavern, my local bar. The old wood paneling and smell of…