Spirit Airlines is actively enforcing a policy that is in violation of international law, causes destruction to its passenger’s property, and strong arms defenseless passengers into signing away their rights. Last week my guitar—now broken—paid the price for Spirit Airline’s dubious luggage policy. There is no sin in running a budget airline. I love budget…
It seems our Western culture focuses on the opposite: what you don’t have, but still want, and then pressures us to scrape more money together to by more excesses. I find myself today in a limbo that has become routine: in the temporal space between places. A month in New York has risen in its…
According to the difficult to doubt calendar, I have been in New York a stitch longer than a week this tumble around. I arrived in New York on a stark cold Monday morning. My sublet (as they do) had fallen through right before my arrival. I set about remedying that before meeting HEK; a Musician…
I booked a flight to New York using Webjet and now I want to stand up and sing. It is a great travesty that I cannot stand up on my seat and belt out in my baritone, “The hills are alive with the sound of music!” Oh believe me, I want to. And I would. Every ounce of organ feels…
I was back in New York City after a meandering jaunt to Europe. Henry Hypnotic and I carried our instruments while discussing personal hygiene. We had spent the day making rounds across Brooklyn, and Henry feared that all this walking had awakened the body odor that lived inside him. He wanted to hit the subway…
The historical evocation of American cowboys—razor burned and rugged cow people, clad in rusty spurs, saddle strung, roping and herding horned beasts across wild plains—along with the modern take on cowboys as gay men from Montana who can’t quit each other, both take the backseat in the bus of badassery so that the Hamar people…
Travel to Iceland First Time Visiting Iceland The four of us were visiting Iceland for the first time. We arrive in the capital Reykjavik, Iceland, the morning after a night of plane slumbering. No one could say for sure how long we had slept. Two hours? I guessed. But I tend to be liberal in…
“Random acts of kindness make the world a better place. We can make big difference in small things” Some people like to go to the dollar store to spend dollars. My 12-year-old brother Isaac like to go there and hide dollars for people to find. “Random acts of kindness make the world a better place.…
In 2013, I traveled to a dozen countries on three continents. On every corner of globe I found myself I asked people, “What makes you human?” The answers were varied, but what was most interesting was to find that some people, separated by the miles of distances and the walls of separate cultures, essentially had…
People do different things for different reasons, and in different ways. That’s why you can’t put homeschoolers into one defined category. From the misguided homeschooling parents who fed one their son only lettuce and watermelon because they thought he was the reincarnation of Christ—I am not making that up—to the ones who do it because…
