Sea Nymphs & Ice Dispensers (But Not James Taylor)

We recently bought a new refrigerator. Which means we paid money for an appliance that might not show up for months. Or maybe it’ll be here tomorrow. It’s all one big guessing game thanks to supply chain shortages. But at least we can still get our hands on toilet paper, unlike last year. Knock on … Continue reading Sea Nymphs & Ice Dispensers (But Not James Taylor)

How Two Bloggers Three States Apart Became One Heckuva Couple

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away—at least that’s how it feels today—a young man signed up for an account on an online journaling website. This was his first foray into blogging, a term that had been coined just a few years earlier. He wrote mostly about the minutiae of daily life. … Continue reading How Two Bloggers Three States Apart Became One Heckuva Couple

How August 22, 2011 Saved Me From Myself

August 22 is a seminal day in MarTar history. One that changed the course of our entire lives. We have lovingly come to refer to it as our “Boinkiversary.” We're the last of the true romantics! And today is a big one. Ten years, folks. I've shared this story before, so I won't go into … Continue reading How August 22, 2011 Saved Me From Myself

Strawberry Ice Cream, Phoenix Lights, & Mysterious Blips: Why I Believe in UFOs

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to believe in UFOs. Like The X-Files' Fox Mulder, I figured the truth was out there. Buried beneath a government cover-up, most likely. After all, the Roswell Incident is infamous. Roswell Army Air Field in New Mexico issued a press release claiming they’d captured a “flying … Continue reading Strawberry Ice Cream, Phoenix Lights, & Mysterious Blips: Why I Believe in UFOs

Great Scott! Where’d All the Cold Air Go?

We were playing cards in the basement last night, classic rock spinning on the turntable, enjoying some gin (me) and ciders (her), when Tara made an observation. "It's not very cold down here," she said. I hadn't noticed, but as soon as those words left her mouth, I realized she was right. The basement is … Continue reading Great Scott! Where’d All the Cold Air Go?

London, Retroactively

Nearly 11 months after landing a job at CenturyCo, I asked my boss if I could retroactively change the answer to one of my interview questions. Who does this...? (Rhetorical question. I do.) Granted, it wasn’t necessary. Some might even call it tempting fate. Obviously, they liked my original answer just fine, because they hired … Continue reading London, Retroactively

Like 700,000 Angry Bees

It’s that time of year again, when the Black Hills are filled with an incessant, angry rumbling. Distant thunder? Nope: the constant drone of thousands of two-cylinder four-stroke piston engines. The streets are clogged with motorcyclists from near and far, who have descended upon our fair land for the 81st Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. Rally is … Continue reading Like 700,000 Angry Bees

Performance Anxiety

I had a bad experience with a performance review once and have been scarred ever since. The year was 2006. My passion may have been writing, but as far as making a career of it went, that was still a distant pipe dream. I had the chops but lacked experience. Instead, I languished in a … Continue reading Performance Anxiety

Memphis Mafia, Party Of One

Elvis Has Entered the Building Our weekend getaway was a blast! Saturday morning, bright and early, Tara and I hit the road for the tiny burg of Freeman, South Dakota. It's considered the heart of the Chislic Circle and the birthplace of South Dakota's official state nosh. If you haven't heard of chislic before (and … Continue reading Memphis Mafia, Party Of One