Every year we see Santa in our old neighborhood, East Atlanta. I can’t remember how exactly it started, but a bunch of folks with little kids bemoaned the mall santa cost, lines, and hassle, and we ended up spawning this amazing fundraiser and tradition. . . . Read more →
I’ve been listening to so much sad and melancholy music this year, but I think I’m pulling out of it. Not that I will ever stop, because I love the sad and melancholy beauties more than any of the others, but I hear variety is also supposed to be good.
A few things have been a catalyst for this . . . Read more →
Evening's lookin' up. Hand-delivered latkes for dinner, courtesy of @lshankman – It pays to be a 1/4 Jewish commune.