Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 8

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 7

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Podcasts that I Love

I've found myself listening to a lot of podcasts lately. It makes me feel super productive to listen while I'm doing things like gardening, driving, or cleaning. I really like podcasts that make me feel like I've learned something or connected in some way. There are a...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 6

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Everything Dies: A Coloring Book About Life!

This past Saturday I went to the Go West Craft Fest. It was conducted inside of the Woodlands Cemetery in West Philly. It was an absolutely gorgeous day filled with exceptionable pieces of craftsmanship. I stumbled upon a lovely book published by Philly local Bri...

Harry Potter and the Bibliophile Son

When Harry Potter and Sorcerer's Stone was first released, I was working as a manager at Borders Bookstore. As the world was falling head over heals for the wizarding world of Harry Potter, I fully and utterly loathed J.K. Rowling (insert collective gasp here). You...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 5

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Bad Poetry: Embarrassing Reveal Part 4

I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that...

Philadelphia Flower Show 2017

This past weekend I attended the Philadelphia Flower Show. This year's theme is Holland: Flowering the World. Needless to say there were various bicycles and clogs integrated throughout the designs. That part was a bit expected; however, the creativity of the designs...

Hip, Hip, Hooray for My Home Office!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about getting back to my fine arts roots and promised to post updates of my progress. Well, I haven't picked up any pencils or charcoal yet, but I'm happy to report that I have picked up paint brushes. Not the fine arts kind; however, I'm...

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