Father’s Day
Don’t turn your back on me baby Don’t turn your back on me baby 1990. I was 12. It was hot and sticky and my father’s car didn’t have air conditioning, but it did have a tape deck and one … Continue reading
Tag Archives: growing up
Ancient history
Ten years ago I sold my 87 Pontiac Sunbird for scrap, packed an army duffel, got on a plane, and landed in Los Angeles. The near-year I spent there encompassed some of the most fun I’ve had along with the … Continue reading
my cartoon friends
When I was little I got into trouble at daycare for lying because I told a fellow classmate that Snoopy had stopped by my apartment to bring me a balloon. The teacher told my mom when she picked me up … Continue reading
Of engineers and princesses
As a child I would’ve been absolutely stoked to go to Legoland. In my head, it’s always been a place filled with so many primary colored bits and pieces that the sky is the limit — where you could build … Continue reading
Peace and pancakes with a side of smoke
I quit smoking when I was a teenager. (Started at 11.) Cigarette smoke in my hair and clothes, and then transferred from my clothes to the car, and then into my home stinking up the laundry hamper is –irrationally– much … Continue reading