These Things That Happened

Day 13 (Home) Kathie Lee Gifford, already said it… Keith Richards, he said it… Kelly Shemanske, not famous… Cory Booker, wrong letter… Kelly Rippa, Clarkson, Osbourne, Katie Holmes, Kyle Richards, Kevin Bacon, Kevin Costner, Kate Beckinsale, Moss, Hudson…I’ve already done them all.  “Why do you always do ‘K’s!” I say flattening against the car doorContinue reading “These Things That Happened”


Day 12 “Annie, get pictures.” He’s nodding towards the hills on both sides of us. They are covered by giant earth colored blankets. The billowy folds makes them look like cartoon drawings. It’s an aesthetic Michael is fond of in his own sketchbooks and abstract paintings. But these cartoon hills are majestic in light ofContinue reading “HOLY. FUCK. UTAH”

Success Is Just a Word

Day 11 I look longingly as I walk through the lounge chairs sprinkled in amongst palm trees, patches of green grass, and tall rocks. The adult-only pool and hot tub are empty. The water is still and waiting. A level below, my children are splashing and diving in another pool.  There’s a sandy beach landscapedContinue reading “Success Is Just a Word”

“I Don’t Like Vegas, It Stinks”

Day 10 Tonight feels like being in paradise. I have this thing with Southern California…. a visit there, to me, is like drinking expensive wine… or like a 10 hour sleep where you go to bed early enough to wake up with the sun… Or the way I imagine runners feel after a good workoutContinue reading ““I Don’t Like Vegas, It Stinks””

Mibo Dance Party: A Review

I attended a virtual event this evening that reminded me why I like virtual events…. Because I hated it. I mean… I had fun. I learned how to do a bunch of new shit. I caught up with an old acquaintance and I even made a new virtual friend. I also kind of experienced whatContinue reading “Mibo Dance Party: A Review”

We Are Nowhere

“The story is the real thing, not the nice dress you put it in.” -excerpt from my journal Day 8 (cont’d) At last I take over driving. That is probably the most epic thing to happen for the next 4 hours. It just becomes desert. That’s all that it is… for miles.  This is ourContinue reading “We Are Nowhere”

A Canyon More Grand

Day 8 The night air brings the tiniest shiver along with it, like the tops of tiny waves that chill your mid back as you wade into a lake in summer. The large bag of ice my daughter is carrying in a nylon bag I’ve suggested she wear over her shoulders like a back pack,Continue reading “A Canyon More Grand”