It is officially summer.
Or, at least, it is officially unofficial summer, which is the kind of legal distinction only autistic meteorologists, and people trying to justify drinking a frozen margarita... read_more
At nine years old, I played YMCA rec soccer. Our team was the Badgers.
I don’t remember our record or whether we had any actual understanding of the rules beyond “Play... read_more
For those who don’t remember, I once owned a fish named Hercules.
Hercules was not a carnival goldfish a child takes home and lovingly names Glitter Sparkles before it dies three... read_more
The Lemonade Empire Begins 🍋
After several months of nonstop lobbying and emotional manipulation, Audrey finally broke me down. She wanted a lemonade stand. Not just casually wanted one. Audrey wanted... read_more
Why would a fully grown adult male spend money on an ant farm? Maybe I am simply trying to relive my childhood, or maybe some parts of my brain are... read_more
🐰 The Legend of Delilah B.
In 2002, Kevin Goldberg bought a $10 rabbit. It cost us our dignity, our phone cords, and very nearly a human life. This is the... read_more
In 2021, my family moved to 50 acres off Highway 70S in Bellevue. It was exactly what we thought we wanted after the pandemic: rolling hills, dense woods, and a... read_more
Claire and I woke up at 3 a.m. Sunday morning to explosions outside, which is generally not how you want to start a relaxing winter weekend.
It was still pitch black.... read_more