
Bikes
Tennis
Apartment Furnishing
Euclid Tavern
Bonaroo preparation
Sunday night dance parties
rice cakes
Kites
beachland
majic hat (the summer ale was nasty though)
beer tours
house shows
BUBBLES
bascially thanking the high heavens it is no longer winter.
for the last week I have been trying to delete this stupid ass site.
kill me
we will remember that there is something happening in America;
that we are not as divided as our politics suggests;
that we are one people;
we are one nation;
and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast;
from sea to shining sea:
Yes We Can. 

Here to stay is the new bird.
I feel like I have just woken up. I’m glad this happened. I feel like I just got slapped in the face. I wander but never far enough to forget where I came from.
It makes me sick to my stomach the unintelligent pretentious conversations some people who consider themselves to be canny and smart have. It’s only about making yourself somehow look more dapper and modish around the people you put on a pedestal based solely on their shoe choice and hair cut.
I feel like I’m suffocating when I’m around people who are all surface.
I feel like I have just woken up.
I want to learn how to play bongo drums.