Welcome, everyone. I want to say a few things, in no particular order, as I don’t see hierarchy. Let me put my glasses on: 1. You belong here.2. This is a safe space. 3. No one is an expert; we are here to learn as we go. Before we get started, I’d like to ask you to fill out a privilege check. . . . . Continue Reading »
Gifting: Vintage sneakers. Hanging from telephone wire on street. All weather. You will need a ladder, but you can’t beat free!
We need to cultivate good habits. Continue Reading »
Dear brothers and hipsters, I, @SaulofTarsus, mimetically writing to you from my iPhone, do exhort you to excuse any exegetical errors. This week, suffering from #FOMO, all things became oppressive and dark—not in a Lo-Fi or Brennan kind of way, but in a terribly Normal kind of way. Aiming my . . . . Continue Reading »
A thick haze lay over the apartment. My eyes teared as the clouds of smoke trickled slowly out the window. It was the second pot (metal ware) I had burned in one day. And it was not even noon. Continue Reading »
Devil’s Dictionary of Dating Continue Reading »
It wasn’t a date. It was a hangout. We met up on a rainy night in the middle of April, to have dinner at a designated locale. “Present!” I texted upon arrival, and he stood up accounted for, waving me over to the bar area. We greeted each other with a hug as the bar tender asked if we would like a table. I let Sam answer, and he said that the bar would be fine. Continue Reading »