I’ve said it plenty of times in the past and I’ll stand by the statement: I love living by myself. At least about 95% of the time. There are those times when I’m afraid I’ll choke to death on my dinner, or slip and fall in the shower and hit my head the wrong way, … More Garbage Disposal Dismay
The story goes that Hemingway went to Cuba for a fishing trip, but then loved it so much that he moved there years later. He ended up living in Cuba for 20 years. Needless to say, there are plenty of Hemingway sites to check out on a trip to Cuba which I was determined to … More Hemingway’s Havana–Cuba Part 4
We drove down the dusty Havana back roads and arrived at our casa particular. It’s basically a home stay situation where you occupy a room in the residence of a local Cuban rather than a hotel. It’s cheaper, it’s more authentic, and I felt good supporting local people rather than a hotel. Our host, Gerardo, … More BYOTP–Cuba Part 2
It hit me yesterday morning when I woke up in a cold sweat at 2am that I was going to Cuba in 3 days and wanted to spill my cookies immediately. This happens before every trip I take. I tend to freak out and convince myself I’ve made a huge mistake every single time I … More Spilling My Cookies
I arrived back at my apartment in Seattle from my most recent trip back to visit the family in Indianapolis at 1am, which is really 4am Indiana time, so needless to say, I was exhausted when I walked through the door. I opened my completely empty fridge while my stomach grumbled, and remembered that my … More Be Better than Your Predecessor (Ode to 2017)
My first concert was the Fleetwood Mac reunion tour when I was 7. My parents and aunt and uncle drove with my 9 year old brother and I in the back seat of a Volvo, stuck in traffic while people blared their favorite songs through the radio and strangers approached our car and tried to … More Gold Dust Woman
It’s no secret that the Grinch is my Christmas Spirit doppelgänger. Cuddly as a cactus? Check. Heart an empty hole? Done. Garlic in my soul? I don’t entirely understand what that means, but it doesn’t sound like a bad thing to me. I don’t love how he treats his dog, but I find it perfectly … More The Grinch: An Autobiography
When I found myself publicly crying in a bar for the first time in my life as the election results were made official, I quietly excused myself so I could walk home and sob while my tears would be hidden by the nightfall. I had lost my faith in humanity the night before. It’s hard … More The Pied Piper of NYC
I’ve taken so many trips to Utah for work now, they know me by name in the hotel when I walk through the door. I wish I could say I hated it, but I actually love the recognition in a place where I spend about as much time as I do in my own apartment … More Exotic Meat of Utah
It was one of those days I was conquering everything on my to do list. I was just returning from the grocery after running a slew of errands and talking to a friend of mine on the phone who I’d been meaning to catch up with for a while. I always wish I could be … More Finding the Poo-petrator
Transient Transplant 