“A time rife with low-resolution images and Windows XP error screens. All of it set to the soundtrack of ska’s third wave.”

“…but things usually just boil down to this: I’d like to make a photograph of that, but I can’t do it now—so I’ll write it down and (maybe (probably not)) come back to it.”

“The only facility left in Major League Baseball that accurately reflected the reality of the world outside its sterile, concrete walls.”

“The kind of place where you can set your eyes upon critically acclaimed works of art, but also order pizza from a Papa John’s that was originally a Chiropractor’s office.”

“With Artemus, from the start of this, runnin' the game
James West, tamin' the West, so remember the name”

For four nights, Cincinnati transformed into what could be described as a real-life version of those “Pure Moods” commercials from the 1990s.

Arby’s has always been there for me. For you. For all of us.

(Postcard towns, roadside attractions, Three Mile Island, and a weird transit system)

…he said while gesturing towards the ship which also served as the stage. The introduction might’ve been well-practiced by this late point of the tour, but the sentiment still rang true. A heartfelt invitation to imagine “another moment in time” and be entertained by: the traveling river circus.

A few days spent in The Bay Area where I learned to not confuse Fernet with Malört.

A brief photographic look at “Swing House” and “Stair House” by artist Mark de Jong.

This year, I had the privilege of working on Backed Up, a “crappy” podcast from Cincinnati Public Radio and 91.7 WVXU, the region’s NPR affiliate.

Loretta didn’t trust me.

Tomb Raider: The Rider would’ve been really cool if Paramount Parks had ever bothered to maintain it.

The story of a speedway that came and went.

Recently, I was invited to participate in "Keep the Lights On: A Polyvocal Poetry Installation.” The undertaking was spearheaded by The Mercantile Library, as well as, current Cincinnati and Mercantile Library Poet Laureate, Yalie Saweda Kamara.

It was the first pro wrestling pay-per-view of the new millennium.

Video, photos, and a quick reflection from the 2024 solar eclipse as experienced on the road in Indiana.