No. 173 - Americans Aren’t Lost … America Is
992 Words. 4 Minute Read.
My connection with my nation is felt most deeply when I’m not home. Call me a vagabond, a gypsie, etc…I call myself a drifter. America is my home – not the South, not the Pacific Northwest, not anywhere … this whole nation is home.
No. 172 - Poor Man’s Game Notes I: UGA vs. Marshall, 8/30/25
500 Worlds. 2 Minute.
This is the first in a series of articles for The Poor Man’s Game Notes - a University of Georgia newsletter for the 2025 college football season.
No. 171 - Bookshops, Mountains, and the Red Manifesto
1,252 Words. 5 Minute Read.
I swung by Alienated Majesty Books, a small, locally owned indie shop near the University of Texas campus. Do you know how odd it is to not know a single author? To walk amongst thousands of them was the literary equivalent of taking acid in a forest of mirrors.
No. 170 - Tonga Room, San Francisco
563 Words. 2 Minute Read.
Always on the hunt for dives and oddball gin joints, I’d perused an article about a former basement swimming pool turned indoor lagoon — complete with a floating band and a menu heavy on rum.
No. 169 - The Hair Dryer Called Austin
697 Words. 3 Minute Read.
The air was brittle, blanketing, obnoxious. Austin is like living in the path of a massive hair dryer—morning, noon, and night.