How To Spend an Epic Twelve Hours*

*If you’re me, that is. 2:45pm Tuesday: Settle into the passenger seat while Jim takes the wheel for the drive from Knoxville, Tennessee to Lexington, Kentucky, where the Foo Fighters are playing. Plan to make the trip with NO STOPS WHATSOEVER because the length...

The Problem with Digital Cameras

I have always enjoyed taking lots of pictures. LOTS. Picture-taking was very different back in the day. Most of today’s youngsters will never experience old-timey photography (and by “old-timey” I guess I mean “middle-timey”:...

Surround Yourself With What You Love.

Today this picture came up for me on Facebook when I looked up my “On This Day”. I snapped it with my iPhone three years ago today on the boardwalk in Seaside Heights, New Jersey. It is one of the best pictures I’ve ever taken. While I did punch up...

Home.

I’m back in Chicago for the first time in about ten months, which seems unreal. I drove in from Columbus, Ohio yesterday morning and as my car hit the Chicago Skyway on I-90 and I saw the “Welcome to Chicago” sign I got a little misty. My first...

Beach, Please

I just spent a (much too short) long weekend in New Jersey with my best friend Liz and her family. If you follow me on social media It’s easy to see that I’m having tons of fun on these visits. What you can’t see in those posts is how much of a total...

Expectation Packaged in an Envelope

I wasn’t shocked in the least when I started working on my birthday letter-writing project a couple of months ago and found it to be a perfect fit for me. I am not at all afraid, ashamed, or feeling weird about admitting that I am very good at writing letters....

Mmm, Cheeseburgers.

I’ve been thinking a lot about cheeseburgers lately. Like, A LOT. More than the average person, by far. I have not done studies on this or even asked around; that’s how sure I am. I think about cheeseburgers at a highly abnormal level of frequency....

Hello, Dolly

When I lived in Knoxville the first time (1982-1986), I was a teenager who didn’t pay much attention to things of local importance with the exception of the 1982 World’s Fair. What I did know, because everyone knew, was that Dolly Parton was East...