Bitch, please. My parents are from Brooklyn, New York. If you’re a New York native, specifically Brooklyn, it’s pronounced New Yowahk. If you live in upstate New York, the silent “r” seems to disappear and most letters of the alphabet Read more…

Yawn. In case you hadn’t heard, 2023 became yet another year for Hollywood writers to go on strike. Pussies. Try being a songwriter and let’s compare royalty checks. With some of the movies made in the past decades, it seems Read more…

3 short near-death stories The Ditch When I was a teenager I headed over to a friend’s house on a hot summer night for a party and woke up in a ditch the next morning two miles away just as Read more…

Tight spaces should be temporary. The budget for the couple’s tiny house was $125k. One-hundred twenty-five thousand US dollars for a roughly 200 square foot living space. For comparison, if your house has a bathroom that’s 8 x 12 feet, Read more…

Ode to the chub. My mother was a small woman and I was a nine-pound, ten-ounce vaginal birth baby. It’s fine, you can say it. I was a fat kid. A pan full of dinner rolls had nothing on me Read more…

The consequences of our actions. The word consequence to me always seemed negative. Whenever I think about it, rarely do people say, “Think of the benefits of your actions.” It always seems to be more about being careful about what Read more…

I honestly have no idea how I was even allowed to become a musician. I was a seventies kid who liked to play in the dirt. When I was eight years old, I was at a pool with tons of Read more…