My dreams have a mind of their own. Because I’m soooo unique. The truth is, pretty much everyone’s dreams have a mind of their own: your own mind. “Whoooaaaa.” < – D[...]

The party is loud, but it’s not too loud. This is one of those moments you forget about the instant after it happens, I suppose. I’m standing with my back against the side of a foo[...]

Whenever someone makes a conscious decision to do something, whether it’s something small and trivial such as turning on the TV, or something big and not-trivial like decidin[...]

Friday Night Lights is probably my favorite television show of the last decade, and I thought I’d commemorate its untimely passing by running through a completely arbitrary and in-[...]

With heralded releases by Grizzly Bear, Yeasayer and the guy with the neck beard that lives in the apartment under you, 2012 was a banner year for Brooklyn’s always-fertile indie-r[...]

“Anyway, that’s life. There’s nothing you can do about it. It is what it is.” I didn’t even hear the first part of what he said, but those last three sentences were enough to make [...]

I say the same thing every October: “October is my favorite month.” I don’t know why I do it, but every time someone mentions how much they love October, I feel the need to also va[...]

I missed the last seven or eight trains to Adulthood, but a few months ago I turned 25, realized that I’ve been alive for a quarter of a century already and hopped on the express. [...]

Another mortar shell landed less than twenty feet to my right and exploded like a deafening clap of thunder. I turned around and Count Chocula was there, his army fatigues soaked i[...]

The steering wheel is bathed in the quiet fluorescent lights of the Fort McHenry tunnel. It’s early Saturday morning. Someone stirs in the backseat, and through the speakers I can [...]