Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
The temperatures have reached their “holy shit it’s cold” phase, millions of people are remarking “gee that snow is actually sticking,” and sleep is life thanks to days so filled with such darkness (mostly literally) that we may evolve into nocturnal creatures. Winter is here, and no, I’ve never watched Game of Thrones, but I’d likeContinue Reading “Winter is here.”
My first love’s name was Carlos. I was six years old, smitten by both his smile and his baseball skills. Carlos was Carlos Baerga, the Cleveland Indians’ second baseman. During the summer of 1996, he was traded away from the Tribe. I still remember the night of the trade: the news broke while my familyContinue Reading ““How can you not be romantic about baseball?””
