I realized over the weekend that this Memorial Day marks four years living in Austin. In some ways, I can’t believe it’s only been four years. Austin is the first place I’ve ever felt really at home. I know my way around the city, which is something I never …
Wow guys, thanks so much for all of your amazing feedback last week. I always hesitate before putting personal things on the interwebs, but it really makes me feel good to know that some of you out there might relate. I haven’t gotten the chance to write everyone back yet, …
The summer of 1993 was a big one for me. I was 10 going on 11 years old. I had just finished the 5th grade and was about to enter the world of Junior High. I was in the midst of trying to grow out my mall-style bangs and hide …
