Friends we never knew we had

Posted in Daily Pictures on May 30, 2016 by Verge

While in Toronto, we were invited to brunch vague relatives we had never met.  It was amazing food, but even more wonderful people.  Afterwards, we lounged in the backyard and spoke existentially.

Any Colour You Like

Posted in Daily Pictures on May 18, 2016 by Verge

“I have a powerful urge to communicate with you, but I find the distance between us insurmountable.”

Throwback to 1994

Posted in Daily Pictures on March 21, 2016 by Verge


Just opened an old journal for the hell of it.

Just a Saturday

Posted in Daily Pictures on January 31, 2016 by Verge




Posted in Daily Pictures on December 18, 2015 by Verge

She asked me to tell her three interesting things about myself.

Those were her first words to me, which were

half true interest and half protection of her friend.

I told her I killed a man, to shut her up, but she held on.

This week, we folded up her couch and disposed of it.

The bed she had built in her room could no longer be removed.

We had to dismantle it to get it out

of her apartment and New Jersey.

The rest of it went in bags and memories and were left unlabeled

perhaps never to be found again.

She said, in my arms, “it was nice knowing you.”

I hesitated, and replied simply, “you too.”

Lunar Eclipse 09-27-2015

Posted in Daily Pictures on September 29, 2015 by Verge

I was led to believe, not by forecast but with my eyes alone, that we wouldn’t see the blood moon full eclipse, and had written it off while I watched a glowing box inside my house instead of waiting for a light to go red and dark in my backyard.

But, halfway through the event outside, we discovered that the view wasn’t a total loss, and after a few minutes of eye adjustment and awe, I decided to find my camera, my tripod, and instead of using my cel phone to take pictures, took these instead.

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Death Cab For Cutie Philadelphia 09-06-2015 TLA

Posted in Concerts on September 7, 2015 by Verge

So Monika’s birthday crept up on me as Summer wound down, and the issue of a great gift to give her this year snuck up on me, I will admit.  I really have a wonderfully tragic way of ignoring perfectly reasonably signs and signals of what she would like, and end up honestly having no idea what she would like or what she wants.  Everything I know she could use, seems like a shallow birthday present from a husband who should have some kind of a clue and some kind of romantic inkling of what the woman he sleeps next to every night might cherish.   New running shoes.  Nope.  A case of Champagne.  Too thoughtless.  Tickets to a concert I want to see with her.  Too selfish.

But hey, sometimes it works out.  After the Made In America festival this weekend in Philly, Death Cab for Cutie decided to wrap the weekend up by playing a solo show at the TLA on South Street, which only holds 810 people at capacity, and is by far the smallest show we could ever see them play.  Throw in the fact that they were the band that we chose to walk down the aisle to and also have our first dance to on our wedding day, and I was sold.  So I scored us some tickets, which wasn’t the easiest or cheapest thing to do, and took Monika for her birthday show last night.

Here are some pics.  I didn’t take a lot.  I’ve dialed back how many I take at shows because it can be obnoxious.  And I only took a few videos, even though I whispered to her that I wouldn’t.  The first is the song that I fell in love with and originally hooked me on DCFC.  The second is the song that our friends played live as Monika walked to be wedded.  The third– our first married dance.

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