Brad, If You’re Out There, I Have Your Viper Disc

I’ve recently realized I’ve been holding on to a lot of pointless guilt and it has to do with a stranger named Brad whose name is scrawled on the back of the disc golf disc I use… Long ago, I met David who I eventually married and David played disc golf. I had never disc-golfed […]

Back in Milwaukee, Paranormal Activity Outpaced by Criminal Activity

After a year in Pittsburgh, we moved back to Milwaukee and rented a pest/rodent-infested apartment in a kind-of-bad neighborhood which always has car alarms going off and which also comes with the creepiest daily interruption: The ice cream cart was novel when we first moved in and then it lost its charm. There is a […]