Archive for June, 2011

I spent much of the summer of 2010 following the Warped Tour in my car.  I kept a blog about it, certain entries of which I’m going to migrate over here.  This entry is from August 6th, after a Warped attendee at the Bonner Springs date died, presumably from heat-related complications.   In 2001, the […]


“Because Hurricane Katrina devastated 90,000 square miles along the heavily populated Gulf Coast, it’s truly impossible to capture the morose terror endured by each and every survivor.  Certainly the people trapped in attics, desperately punching holes in their rooftops with axes and hammers hoping to be rescued, cannot be forgotten; they’ve earned a special spot […]


I was traveling on August 29th, flying from Denver to New York, so I wasn’t able to write anything down, but New Orleans was on my mind.  I tried to update on Sept. 2 (the day, in 2005, that substantial amounts of relief supplies and personnel finally found their way into New Orleans; also the […]


I try to live my life in a conscientious way.  I’ve always been like this, for as long as I can remember.  I was probably diagnosed with white guilt in like third grade; picking up other people’s litter before I could do double-digit multiplication.  It always just seemed the obvious thing: people tell me recycling’s […]


I spent much of the summer of 2010 following the Warped Tour in my car.  I kept a blog about it, certain entries of which I’m going to migrate over here.  This entry is from July 29th, after the Bouncing Souls departed from the tour (they only played the first half of the tour). When […]


I have to say, I was pretty proud of myself when, after an hour’s worth of rearranging and creative wedging (now there’s a sport if ever there was one), I got all my belongings packed into my father’s pick up truck for imminent shipping. I won’t see it again until New York.  Godspeed, stuff!  


Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me: A blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest, The best parts of lonely, Duct tape and soldered wires, New words for old desires, And every birthday card I threw away. I’m back with scars to show, Back where the streets I […]


I spent much of the summer of 2010 following the Warped Tour in my car.  I kept a blog about it, certain entries of which I’m going to migrate over here.  This entry is from July 15th, after the Hartford, CT show (which was also the show which ended in my car getting towed, which […]


  A spandrel is a few things.  In architecture, it’s the triangular space between an arch and the rectangular doorway enclosing it (see picture above).  They’re almost always used as spaces for bas relief and other forms of artwork; they help give a building its beauty, provide a canvas for artists to work on.  Arched bridges […]


“This little boy may not look like what you asked for…He may not have all the features you requested, or be able to perform all the tricks.  But put him in place, and he will light up your life.  You have no idea how much magic is in him.”  –Martha Beck (about her son, Adam) […]