So…I got a speeding ticket. I was really upset about this, not because I wasn’t speeding (I definitely was) but because it was 11 a.m. on a sunny weekday and I was just loving life so much I didn’t even notice! No, really! When the officer pulled in behind me and turned on his lights, I changed lanes because I thought: “Uh oh. Better get out of the way so this cop can go about his business of arresting a real criminal.” When I figured out he was, in fact, coming for me and pulled over, he was like, “What was THAT about?” As if I had been attempting to ELUDE him. Oh, brother. Continue reading »
I have been excited to see the Alliance Theatre’s production of Ghost Brothers of Darkland County since I first heard of this power collaboration of interesting and well-known talents: Stephen King, John Mellencamp, and T-Bone Burnett (although T-Bone’s name recognition is not as high, he’s still done some pretty cool stuff). And through some a-mazing connections (I know a guy who knows a guy), a friend and I saw it last night for free! Continue reading »
I have a family friend who’s about to graduate high school, and recently we’ve been messaging back and forth about her starting college this fall. I can’t believe it’s been nine years (!) since I made the move from LaGrange to Athens myself, and all this reminiscing has made me think about what I would want to tell my 18-year-old self knowing what I do today. This led me to write the following post:
Saturday JP and I met up with some friends at Chomp and Stomp in Cabbagetown. It’s an annual chili cook off, bluegrass festival, and 5K race, although we only took part in the chili and bluegrass elements. The weather was perfect (sunny, upper 50s/lower 60s), the music was great, and the chili was delicious. Actually, some entries were delicious and some were just okay (I’m looking at you, chicken and green chili chili!). But we had a super fun time regardless, and we will definitely go back next year. I wanted to take of photo of JP and me holding up our chili spoons, but after a few rounds o’ chili they were stained that never-to-be-clean-again orange and just looked gross. Sorry!
