Every year during Martin Luther King Weekend my friends rent some cabins in Gatlinburg Tennessee. 3 days of where 50 people between the ages of 21 and 65 drink heavily, let loose, indulge in catering by our private chef, and nurse hangovers that remind us that we aren't as young as we used to be. … Continue reading Wasting Away →

If you would have asked me when I was a teenager what I loved most in the world there would have been one clear answer. Music. I was a music kid, not in the sense that I was talented in making music, no matter how hard I tried. I was a gourmand. That new MxPx … Continue reading Falling in Love Again →

I always find it strange when a simple off hand comment from someone you barely know sticks around. A guy who you worked with about a dozen times over a decade and a half ago lives rent free in your brain. And the weird part is that you're better off for his comment, in fact … Continue reading This Is The Poorest You’ll Ever Be →

We left the cabin through the normal route, down the hill and taking the right turn to head back to civilization. I've made that right turn 10 times before, once per year, each time leaving for the long drive home. Past the pancake parlors, the dinner shows, the souvenir shops, the long trip through the … Continue reading A Trip To Flavortown →

During my 2nd year of college we had to take a class called Foundations of Pharmacy. It was a 1 credit course sandwiched between Healthcare Economics and Organic Chemistry that tried to teach us what life would be like in our chosen profession. All these years later I remember three things about the course. A … Continue reading Livin’ The Dream →

This may come off as an anti eggnog rant, that is not my intent. I don't consider myself to be an eggnog fan, but every year or two during a seasonally appropriate time I will indulge and be satisfied for years to come. I am not here to shame you if you enjoy eggnog, millions … Continue reading What Kind of Psychopath Drinks Eggnog in the Summertime? →

I haven't written anything in quite a while. Every time I got an idea I got sidetracked, or backburnered it, or simply stared at the blinking cursor and couldn't find the words. Every week that went by without writing something the momentum slipped away more and more. It became harder and harder to shake the … Continue reading Another Ghost in the City →

Hello Old Friend, long time no see, or talk, or maybe we just saw each other last night but I didn't say what I needed to say. So here it is. I am sorry for being a bad friend. I'm sorry that I wasn't able to be there when you needed me.I'm sorry that I … Continue reading I’m Sorry For Being A Bad Friend →

A few weeks ago I was having a rough day, in a rough week, in a rough month, in a rough year, that was technically at the start of a rough decade. It was one of those days when you don't want to leave the house, and the idea of facing the sun or seeing … Continue reading The Burnt Out Life →