Did you know that oysters were one of the first fast foods? Or that sea chanteys have roots in both Anglo and Caribbean music? These are just some of the nerdy things my husband and I learned on our honeymoon. After all the hoopla of planning a wedding, we didn’t want to spend thousands… Continue reading The Honeymoon, Part I: Adventures in Eastern Connecticut
I Still Have an Appetite for Destruction
I was in junior high when I first heard Guns N’ Roses’ debut album Appetite for Destruction. To my innocent little brain, this was dangerous stuff! To find inspiration to write about the album that changed my life, I’ve been listening to Appetite in my car with the windows rolled up so no one… Continue reading I Still Have an Appetite for Destruction
Brutality, Beer and Bicycle Rides: A Review of Meshuggah, Baroness and Decapitated in NYC
The night started early, perhaps a bit too early. My plans for taking an hour nap or so before heading to my buddy Danny’s place had failed. We were both a bit beat, trying to suck down a couple of beers to wake ourselves up. The only thing that kept us going was the prospect… Continue reading Brutality, Beer and Bicycle Rides: A Review of Meshuggah, Baroness and Decapitated in NYC
Being in an Open Marriage is a Lot Like Being on Fire
By Erin Judge Originally published in Thought Catalog, 4/18/12. Being in an open marriage is a lot like being on fire, insofar as everybody who finds out about it immediately feels the need to tell you you’re in grave danger. The assumption is generally that you have no idea what you’re doing, that you… Continue reading Being in an Open Marriage is a Lot Like Being on Fire
A Rough Self-Portrait
So, I guess it’s time for a little self-promotion. Alternative Control has been kind enough to yield another book review to allow me to flaunt myself for a second time. That’s very nice of them, isn’t it? It is. And yet by agreeing to this, I’ve also put myself in a very awkward position.… Continue reading A Rough Self-Portrait
Moving F****** Sucks!
This is my first time doing a rant since I started writing for this site just about a year ago, but it is one that is absolutely deserving of the title “rant.” Moving. Or as I refer to it, “the move” because move is a four-letter word and it rightfully should be. In the… Continue reading Moving F****** Sucks!
Secrets Uncovered
I wore my pretty underwear tonight, slipped them on right after my shower, hair still wet and dripping you know I hate blow drying. You’ll like them, I promise, lacy and black, in the front,