Me, Myself, and Ai-yi-yi
If the English Language was a hockey game, poor “myself” would be on the permanent disabled list. No word in the lexicon takes as brutal beating as that one, and that’s saying a lot considering all of the syntactical cross-checks being inflicted upon our vocabulary every day. Sadly, “myself” seems to be an innocent victim … Continue reading "Me, Myself, and Ai-yi-yi"
Read MoreOpen letter to a Powell’s customer
Yeah, you, the one who has such essential dialogues that you can’t be bothered to look up and recognize that you’re standing in the middle of a primary traffic aisle and blocking me and my stroller (and half a dozen other patrons) from passing. Now I realize that strollers are a contentious issue, and there … Continue reading "Open letter to a Powell’s customer"
Read MoreEdifice Madrigal (Song)
Back in 2003, I had the pleasure of being in a band called The Letter A with three of my favorite people on earth: Barry Anderson, Steve Davis, and Zeth Lundy. It was not your usual band — Zeth lived in LA, the rest of us were in Portland, so the songs were written by … Continue reading "Edifice Madrigal (Song)"
Read MoreSave, Doc Vaughn!
The empty red bags of Cheetos were now lined up perfectly, pressed flat with a clear Bic pen, each package aligned with the table edge and overlapping the last so that seen from above, it may have seemed like one large bag of Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Cheetos. My fingers had repeatedly dipped into each snack during consumption, so … Continue reading "Save, Doc Vaughn!"
Read MorePalefaith (1992-1994)
In what seems like another lifetime, I had the pleasure of forming a band called Palefaith, a folk/rock trio that played in Maine from 1992-1994. I was enjoying playing in my rock quartet Sister Blue at the time, but really wanted to hear some of my songs with a female lead singer. Pure serendipity (and … Continue reading "Palefaith (1992-1994)"
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