10 Years a Got Damn Hustler

July 5, 2021

In the summer of 2011, I quit my job, moved into an attic apartment in a brownstone, and wrote for my damn life. I was in Covington, a river town that’s just a flip-flop’s throw across the Ohio River from Cincinnati. My theater company had moved to Columbus, but I didn’t want to go. At […]

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With Everything That’s Been Going On …

June 3, 2021

I want to say I’m sorry for not writing in a while. And that’s the problem, I think.   See, it doesn’t really matter to you that I haven’t been all up your inbox for the past few weeks. You’ve got a life to live—one that can certainly function without some guy with incredible bone […]

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Thoughts On That Time We Almost Got Shot While Doing Improv.

April 23, 2021

After Casey Goodson was murdered, but before Ma’Khia Bryant was shot down, I went to an event space to rehearse with my improv troupe.   We are a bunch of still-kind-of-young professionals who enjoy playing onstage together, and over the past couple of years we have built a nice following and sold out 15 consecutive […]

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On Easter Dinner, and Rabbit Holes

April 2, 2021

Easter is mine.   Well, technically, it’s for all of us, I guess. Celebrate as you like, please.  But if you want to know what I’m up to (and you’re going to, since you subscribed to this), I’m hosting my biggest family dinner to date. We’re a mix of vaccinated folks and recovered patients that […]

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Anyone Feeling Just Whelmed?

March 19, 2021

You’re busy, aren’t you? Of course you are.  You’re awake, and most of you reading this right now are living in America, so chances are your Shut Up a Second Blog reading time is in tandem with some other stuff you have to do.  And that’s totally cool, people. These blogs are bathroom-friendly, mass transit-compatible […]

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Joe: The A-Hole We All Need

March 12, 2021

“And tell everyone how cool I am.  Without telling everybody how cool I am.”   These are the words spoken to me by my ace-in-the-place, my one-and-only-like Sony, my best friend.   He told me to say all that. His name is Joe.  He’s an ass.   Like any ass in your life, Joe is […]

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