THE MOJAVE TERRAVAN. Despite 2024’s shortcomings, it will forever be the year I bought a van and started building it out, all to ultimately head out and spend part of my life on the road. The van has been a consistent source of delight since I bought it at the
When I was younger, birthdays felt so stressful. I remember being anxious about turning 16, as if that was something significant, as if it was a ripe old age. It’s different now. I’m not quite 40, I still have a few more days to soak in the sunset of my
The thing about 2024 is that it promises to be a really important year for me. I have a lot of big, big things planned for 2025, but in order to make them all happen, I have to spend 2024 making shit happen. I need to spend the year building
MONUMENT VALLEY. I’d wanted to visit Monument Valley since I watched Forrest Gump in 1994, and 2023 was the year I finally made it happen. It was worth the effort to get out there and the moody March weather only added to experience as the monuments shifted in and out
A few weeks after Sadie died, I sat down on the kitchen floor, got drunk on tequila and tried to weave the pieces of her life and death into a cohesive narrative. It felt important to write a thing, to have some sort of tribute out in the world dedicated
Sometimes, when things change, you have to hold a funeral. You have to light some candles, say some words, feel some feels. Sometimes, you just have to say goodbye. — I got married young. Twice. After my second divorce, at 30, I tried to patch the broken bits with chaos.
In the months after Sadie died, I followed a bunch of dog rescue organizations. Luke, my other dog, has always been part of a pair. He was surrendered to our local SPCA along with a twin sister before I brought him home and then he spent a decade plus with Sadie.
It was a Monday when kittens started falling from the sky. I didn’t know then that the kittens had fallen from the sky, just that they were in the way. Half a second before letting out Luke, my 70-pound, bird-killing, husky mutt, I spotted a very small, very young kitten
Just when we thought 2021 was done lighting dumpster fires, raining COVID and murdering joy, it took Betty White from us. Here’s what I didn’t hate about this shit storm of a year: RUNNING RACES. I did a handful of virtual running challenges in 2020, and while they definitely helped me