Over the actual lyrics at a String Cheese Incident show, my husband was singing what sounded like Possum. “You’d rather be at a Phish show that bad, huh?” First week of college and I’d managed to spend seven years knowing next to nothing about a sound that I claimed to like. My new friend had the … Continue reading
The first time I got it was at some punk show in a crappy venue that allowed an under-18 crowd. I don’t remember the name of the band or the music they played, but the rush I felt changed my life and I’ve been addicted since. It was late 90s Tucson. I was a new kid, … Continue reading
So my baby is 10½ months old and he’s teething. First things first, I used to find it super annoying and completely unnecessary when parents would state their child’s age in months. Like, who gives a shit if your child is 13 months? He’s a year. And if your kid is 23 months, he’s almost … Continue reading
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