Recently, a fellow blogger asked her readers to play a game. You’ve just died, her post read. The sixth picture in your phone gallery is what killed you. Normally I avoid engaging in this sort of frivolity, even though I… Read More ›
Daily Life
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… Read More ›
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… Read More ›
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… Read More ›
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… Read More ›
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,… Read More ›
I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Plagiarism
I think I need to lawyer up. Because six years ago, I came up with this amazing idea: Drumstick Bites. I wrote that the last bite of a Drumstick ice cream cone, with that solid chunk of chocolate, was the… Read More ›
Second Fiddle to a Feline
Tara came home from an outing with coworkers Friday night, and that’s when I realized my cat is more popular than I am. “How’d it go?” I asked when she walked through the door. “Great!” she replied. “Everybody asked about… Read More ›
Nostalgia is Fine, But the Midwest is Mine
Three years ago today, we arrived in Rapid City. Happy Dakotaversary to us. Three years, man. It doesn’t even seem possible. There’s a cliche about time passing in the blink of an eye, but I swear, living here still feels… Read More ›
I Suck at Relaxing
Saturday, I had an epiphany: I suck at relaxing. After shopping for groceries, mowing the lawn, and spending over an hour plucking weeds from the ground in 90-degree heat I wandered into the backyard, sweaty and sore, and found Tara… Read More ›
