July 9th, 2023. Air.
A lot feels like it’s happened in the past week or so, with me physically doing very little. Ha. That momentum is hard to break. The world whirls on and
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
A lot feels like it’s happened in the past week or so, with me physically doing very little. Ha. That momentum is hard to break. The world whirls on and
Happy Juneteenth! It’s nice to not have a conflicted holiday. I mean, you can probably GET conflicted about it – you could probably get frustrated that most people don’t know
I’ve mentioned my work with the Sandy Spring Museum a couple of times over the past several months, specifically the most enthralling part of that work being the African American
The Canadian wildfires are filling the skies with smoke and my evening’s open mic in Ellicott City has actually been canceled due to how bad the air quality is, and
The house is under attack from within. There’s a man in the basement. His name is Joel. He is hacking at pipes with a saw and the noise is …
Mondays are for being thwarted, it would seem. Or at least delayed. The world is in a holding pattern and it’ll call me back. If it wasn’t for how much
I’m not going to write too much about this right now. Too many people are needing too many things and I don’t have the bandwidth. Prince is sick and we
I was hoping that after we signed this morning things would feel a little different. I was dreading they wouldn’t. I’ve been wrapped in fears and guilt over debt, the
(last night a friend asked how I was doing – I told him I was stressed about closing on the house and he said “funny, all my white friends have
It’s one of those quiet Sunday mornings that so often results in me feeling like slowing down and writing to YOU. Yeah you. Yesterday was an exercise in problem solving