Mary, Hannah, Joan of Arc, and a Saint I Don’t Remember

When I was 16, I marched in Washington the day after the inauguration. It was the first time I flaked on a job, the first time I thought of Thom from far away, and the place that I found Hannah. There I am, lifetimes away, staring out of a picture in black and white that…

Sherlock Holmes Exhibit at Perot Museum, Dallas ( #PerotMuseum )

If I visit a museum, and I’m not allowed to take pictures of it, did I still visit a museum? I’ve been grappling with that question, and also with the question of whether it is morally wrong to sneakily take pictures anyway, for years. (Also, what is the likelihood of being caught?) In this particular…

Every Hotel Room

About a year ago, I realized that work travel was going to become a part of life for me. While it was all still new and exciting, I decided to take a photo of myself every night I was in a hotel room, for a year. I didn’t necessarily have a strong direction at the…

What About the People We Don’t Forgive?

About a year and a half ago, I wrote this blog,¬†about the feeling of being forgiven, the reassurance of knowing you can be redeemed, and in describing that feeling implied (rightly) how important it is to also forgive. It was one of the most commented on things I’ve ever written; not in the way of…

PlayDiary: FFX and a New Lease on Yuna

I’ve been playing Final Fantasy X lately, on Vita, slowly, in intermittent pieces, mostly on planes. In between the waves of “holy shit this looks so good!”, I’ve been surprised by how unfamiliar and outside my expectation the characters are. I didn’t play FFX in its era, but I did watch Thom play quite a…

Festival Fashion at Forecastle Festival, Louisville KY

Festival snaps from Forecastle Festival in Louisville (Loo-a-vull) Kentucky…                                                                 That last one is me with Kayleigh Goldsworthy, who is touring with Young &…

Suburbia Music Festival 2014 Photo Blog/Experience Post

These are the pictures that someday kids look at, and conclude that they were born too late, and missed the days when everything was wild and free. Just like those photos of my uncle Dean in cowboy boots and underwear, canoeing the Current River…   Hailed by the aging Rolling Stone magazine as a festival…

The Anti-Anti List for February 19, 2014

The other day I listened to Beck’s new album. I was obsessed with Beck circa age 15. I lost touch a little in the Midnight Vultures era, but later realized that I get a little happier than usual every time a Beck song comes on, whether its Hell Yes or Devil’s Haircut or even Lost…

New Years, More Goals, Results Always Mixed

I’ve never been the biggest fan of New Year’s resolutions, but the past few years I’ve found myself liking to make goals around this time. I suppose that is nearly the same thing. Sometimes I fail at them; sometimes my priorities change during the year; sometimes I make some progress. It is hard for me…