A few years ago, Prince came to town, to play intimate shows at The Showbox, a venue which might be my favorite in the city, and is definitely way too small for an artist of his stature.

Like an idiot, I didn’t go. Continue reading

Pride swelled within me yesterday, as I watched a band play for the n-thousandth time in my life. Pride for my city, pride for what we’d done. Continue reading

Last weekend, I ran my first 10k, its route carrying me from the parking lot of my alma mater’s stadium to the far span of a new highway bridge and back. And there’s an irony here, in that I ran across a bridge before it officially opened, and yet, I’ll rarely use it now that it’s in service. Continue reading

My freshman year at an all-boys Catholic school, I spent my winter as one of three managers for the school’s wrestling team, a job that, more than once, involved watching teenage boys go through day-long fits of near-anorexia to hit their weigh-in that night. Continue reading