17 Years

I moved to New York seventeen years ago. I don't see myself leaving.

Eh, Fuck It, Let’s Talk About Death Some More

I've been talking about death a lot lately, so, why stop now?

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Regarding My Bros

Over twenty years, I've watched my frat bros become doctors, lawyers, parents. I've even seen two pass away.

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Some Mild Thoughts on the Gun Control Debate

Do I really need to say anything about gun control? Well, maybe a few things.

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A Supposedly Great Life I’ll Only Live Once

I think too much but sometimes we get reminders from the universe that we need to snap out of it.

Mother’s Day

Mother's Day is odd for me and I can't see that changing any time soon.

It’s Not A Metaphor For Our Relationship

Here's the thing, I think my girlfriend is going to break up with me. Not anytime soon and not for any reason in particular but just perpetually.

Diary of a Month Without Coffee

For some reason, I feel the need to hit the reset button on my caffeine intake. I did it again this February.


Some Thoughts on Thirty-nine

I'm through saying "I'm so old." Frankly, I'm old enough to realize that I'm young.

Terry’s Present

The summer after third grade, my parents hired a contractor to do some work on our house. I learned a lot about adults that summer.

Barking

You yell like one of those guys at a baseball game, only you yell about stand-up comedy, not hot dogs or Budweiser. This is barking.

On My Twenty-Ninth Birthday, I Bought a Skateboard

I wrote this a decade ago. I wanted to ollie before I turned 30 but life got in the way. Carpe diem, people.

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