There’s something about country music that makes the sunshine feel like summer. Sometimes I feel stuck in the city, often wishing I could just drive away into the prairies, chasing highway mirages.
Sitting on the beach in Mexico feels like it was too long ago. Hopefully I’ll get some good park-sits in this summer.
P.S. SonicRetreat is no more, so I’m going to try to pick up some of the slack. The music selection will be decidedly different.
When I was home a couple of weeks ago, I got dressed and met my parents in the kitchen as I was on my way out. I asked my parents how I looked, hoping for a little ego boost as I ventured out, alone, into the throws of the city. My mom promptly, without malice or remorse, said, “You’ve got a belly, eh?” Continue reading “My Mom Called Me Fat, Nicely”