Retro Ramblings
The Way Summer Used to Feel
Summer once felt wide and endless, a season filled with dusty bike rides, late nights, and the kind of freedom only childhood ever really understands. [Continue Reading]
Retro Ramblings
Jitsu and the Golden Hand of Nostalgia
Jitsu wasn’t just another MOTU villain to me. That golden chop turned every battle into an event, and getting him back now feels like reclaiming a missing piece of my childhood. [Continue Reading]
Essay
Members Only: The Fashion Badge Every Kid Wanted
Members Only jackets weren’t just clothes. They were a badge of cool, a club every kid wanted into, even if we never made the cut. [Continue Reading]
Front Porch Philosophy
My Ongoing Feud With My Yard
Some days the yard feels like the same stubborn beast I watched my dad fight when I was a kid, all sweat, sunlight, swear words, and grass that grows faster than any man can keep up with. [Continue Reading]
Front Porch Philosophy
I Miss Box Scores, TV Grids, and Comics
The newspaper was a companion, not a notification. Coffee, ink, box scores, and comics made the morning feel manageable in a way glowing screens never quite can. [Continue Reading]
Retro Ramblings
The Game Genie Was My Secret Weapon in the 8 Bit Wars
I do not know about you, but the Game Genie changed my video gaming life more than anything else I [Continue Reading]
Retro Ramblings
This is Still Horsemen Country
We hated the Horsemen when we were kids, but time has a way of flipping things. When wrestling got loud and flashy, they became the reminder of the wrestling that raised us. [Continue Reading]
Essay
Toys I Never Had: Fireball Island
Fireball Island was the legendary board game I never owned, a plastic mountain of danger and adventure that lived only in catalogs and my imagination. [Continue Reading]
Essay
Why Nirvana Unplugged Became My Favorite Album
Nirvana’s Unplugged wasn’t just a performance. It was raw emotion captured in real time. [Continue Reading]
Essay
Spencer’s Was Once the Coolest Place I Knew
For a rural kid with limited options, Spencer Gifts was magic, mystery, and identity all packed into one dimly lit mall store. [Continue Reading]