This week is the anniversary of my third year in Boston. That magical move happened within the space of about 12 weeks, from inception to
The Bottle, the Routine and the Flying Wolf
A bottle broke on my head this week. Rather, it hit my head and broke when it landed. I have a 3″ diameter bump on
To Be Continued: Family Trees and an Uncomfortable Truth
Last August, I started my family tree and, for some reason, stopped. Well, almost a year later, I started again and finished — sorta. I
Tired: Climbing Trees, Suicide and Nolan Wells
My inner child went tree climbing on the Fourth of July and dragged the old adult along. Can you remember the last time, if ever,
Why Can’t We Have Nice Things? The Trade of Jaylen Brown
He’s gone. The Celtics’ management traded Jaylen Brown and I’m upset. Look, I know the world doesn’t even begin to revolve around me or cater
The Roxbury International Film Festival: Transforming the Game; Reflecting on Life
Sometimes, I have to take a moment to realize I’m truly living a dream. This week was my first film festival. I was like a kid
Balancing on Unstable Surfaces 