An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

I want my baby back, baby back, baby back

Saturday night we met my family for dinner at Chili’s in Sandy, Utah, one of the more conservative patches of the Salt Lake Valley. I think it’s pretty funny that I just wrote that, “more conservative patches of the Salt Lake Valley,” as if people…

October 18, 2004


Interpol: Antics I mentioned that Jon and I listened to this album non-stop on our recent honeymoon weekend, and it took that whole weekend of listening to it to be able to differentiate the songs, they all sound very similar. But… even though these guys…

Sound the alarm

“Jon!” … “JON!” … “JOOOOONNNNNN!” … Jon finally rumbles down the stairs, Leta in his arms, and says, “Are you okay? Why are you screaming like you’re dying?” “Because there isn’t any shaving cream in the shower. I need you to get me some.”