Life is all about stories, and what we make of these stories changes every time we tell them or hear them. Inappropriate doesn’t exist in a vacuum. Inappropriate deserves more respect than that.
My ideal self would wink and say “so-long.” This fantasy self would slowly walk away with easy confidence and at least the appearance of self-assured resolve. But the true self? Hell, it barely makes it out the front door.
Matters of musical taste from a 3-year-old’s perspective
I look exactly and uncomfortably like Garth Algar from Wayne’s World when I wear my wife’s wig. This may sound sort of clichéd and confessional (i.e. “Hi, my name is Steve, and I like to wear my wife’s wig”) but that’s not what this is about. The fact is, a few weekends back, my whole family took turns wearing my wife’s hairpiece. My 9 year old looked sort of retro, like a new member of the B-52’s without the mini-skirt.…