I play a lot of music in my house. I loathe silence. It’s both a character flaw and a persistent joy. Since I’m home most days with the kids that equals a lot of time listening. That equals a lot of time exposing my children to the music I love, but also the music I hope they’ll eventually come to… Read more »
Today I applaud my own wit. If we don’t support ourselves, who will? Thus I bring you my Tuesday Twitter Highlight. (Also, I’m waiting for my call to write the Ghostbusters 3 screenplay based on these tweets. Ahem. I’m keeping the phone lines open.) Dunkin Donuts has donuts with Peeps. Scripture considers that a sign of the coming of… Read more »
This is going to be one of those self-help nonsense posts that sometimes pop up on here. I shouldn’t regret self-help. It’s really self-help for me, reminders and gentle nudges to change the way I look at each day. It’s important to consider each day a limited resource. There are 24 hours in each day. How are you going to… Read more »
That downward spiral caused me to create this bl-g and write about how rediscovering vinyl helped pull me out of said funk. At that second in my life my “Harvey” was vinyl and the pop music of my childhood… but if I had to pick a “Harvey” for most of the rest of my seconds, it also might be Harvey. So, you know, Watch Harvey.
Last week the wife and I attended the theater. Occasionally we go out and do these cultural things. The problem with partaking of cultural novelties in Pittsburgh is that they’re often poorly advertised and don’t reach their intended audience. We picked this show out of a pile of other potential options because 1) it wasn’t sold out and B) the show is French and if there’s one thing I’ve come to learn about the French it’s that they know how to do weird things on stage.