Boulevard of Broken Dreams

There’s a new circus in town. It starts at 3 a.m. Whether you want it to, or not. Where the big top is the oversized t-shirt I sleep in – and we don’t have a clown. I hate clowns. Really. I was ruined for life, not by a childhood excursion to the circus, but by … Continue reading Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Balloon Boy

I decided to share this story on the heels of the last post, since I hinted that there was a story to tell that was connected to the hot air balloon ride. Way back in 1997, when I was working full time in the restaurant, this guy started coming in with his parents, who were … Continue reading Balloon Boy

I’m Moving

Yes, it’s true. I am moving. I have an insatiable thirst for new experiences and I like changing things up. So this time, instead of rearranging the furniture or changing my hair color, I’m changing my blog. It’s time. New name, new place.I’d love for you to come with me. You can do it here.