All Good Festival & Campout : Part 3
Part 1 Part 2 It was hot, and by hot I mean hot as fuck. Clad in a pair of cutoffs and a bikini top, not even the thick white […]
All Good Music Festival & Campout : Part 2
Part 1. We get back to our tent, and in order to have any semblance of privacy we had to close the flaps. This, conversely, transformed our tent into a […]
All Good Festival & Campout : Part 1
It had been 23 years since I had last done the music festival/camping thing, so Aaron, my fabulous ex-hippie music loving boyfriend and I, had decided it was high time […]
My Summer Probation.
My summer vacation was not what I would necessarily quantify as a real vacation, per say. When I think of vacation, I think of turquoise waves lapping at a white […]
Fish Tales.
Like a massive school of fish, swimming, looping in circles, crowding the surface, my thoughts refuse to pay attention. Each one holds the covenant of a story, but they are […]
Writing Is Like Sex, Back to School, Coffee and Jesse Pinkman.
So here I sit in front of my computer, in an eerily quiet house because my kids are back in school, and for the first time all summer, I am […]
Land Of The Lost, 8 Tracks, Spirograph and Big Wheels.
I know, I’m in the middle of the Paolo’s series…but I wanted to ramble for a few minutes on this dreary Wednesday morn. A 42-year-old boy blogger, named Billy wrote […]
