The air is cool this morning, but I still have the summer blanket on the bed. I pull the fleece close to me, trying to conserve the heat within my blanket cocoon, when the alarm on my phone starts blaring. It screeches and insists I type in a pattern to silence the cacophony, but none of this truly stirs me from my slumber. I’ve silenced … Continue reading What Becomes of the Brokenhearted?
Given the choice, I’ll always opt for music over talking when I’m driving alone, but when Kelly and I ride together I have her pick out podcasts, of which she is a connoisseur. (It feels kind of fancy, to be honest, like I have a personal podcast curator.) Today, Kelly asked me if I wanted to listen to a series called “Doctor Death” that followed … Continue reading The Men Who Shout
There have already been a lot of great pieces written about Louis CK’s unexpected return to comedy at NYC’s Comedy Cellar (what an appropriate name) this passed Sunday. I personally recommend Roxane Gay’s take, but want to go just a little bit further. So many people are wrapped up with the idea of creating a path to redemption for these admitted abusers, but what if… … Continue reading We don’t need artists like Louis CK