Flabbergasted at Anchor Bar
I’m still flabbergasted by what transpired during my meal at Anchor Bar in Buffalo, home of the original “buffalo wings.”
I’m still flabbergasted by what transpired during my meal at Anchor Bar in Buffalo, home of the original “buffalo wings.”
My visit to Cabinetlandia, a half acre utopia(?) where national libraries are naturally occurring elements of the remote desert ecosystem. If you enjoy roadside oddities and gags that take on a life of their own, you’ll love this.
There are so many things in life that you can simply “opt out” of. Meaning you can just decide not to do it anymore—to simply not participate. Hate it? Just stop doing it. Sure, doing so comes with consequences. But often those consequences are rather minor and inconsequential and well worth the upside.
Some of my personal (highly opinionated and unfiltered) rules for car buying. I come at this with the underlying idea that nearly everyone overpays on vehicle purchases.
I view books like a beer flight: little tasters to see what I want to order a full pour of.
A short story about meeting a neighbor on a hike on the far side of town, developing a friendship, and enjoying weekly visits to a local shitty dive bar.
My personal recommendations for breweries and taprooms in Arizona.
As social media fractures, two distinct futures are unfolding—two entirely different ways to participate socially online, a fundamental divide between viral entertainment and personal community.
The fifteen books that had the most impact on who I became, how I see the world, and what I value.
“Bad” photos that you might otherwise delete? Those might have special value and make your “good” photos more personally meaningful.