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Farewell Old Friend

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 22, 2010
I must have been on some kind of list of people to notify when she died. I didn’t know the person who delivered the sad news. A few days later, on a Wednesday morning, I took a bus up to that funeral home on Glenway Avenue where she would be laid out. I wanted to show my last respects.  

The Root of All Evel

0 Comments · Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Pregnancy and infant loss happens to tens of thousands of families a year. We're just another number at this point, but it's my job as a mother to keep my son's legacy alive. He changed my life, and I wanted to do something beautiful in his honor.  

Good Old Dog Days

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Now, since I'm having another birthday, it's a time for reflection, a time to purchase reading glasses, a time to eat straight icing and a time to crawl under a rock and hide with my dark blanket of complete, utter, desperate, lonely depression. Joking. Actually, last night I thought about a boatload of strange things that have changed in this world since I was little, and the following are some important things that I’d like to mention.  

The Class of 2014

0 Comments · Wednesday, September 1, 2010
I’m the kind of guy who usually comes around to modern technology sooner or later, but most of the time more later than sooner. I resisted e-mail for years, wasn’t all that interested in the Internet and was one of the last people on the planet to get a cell phone — still I came around to all of it. Thing is, modern technology doesn’t stay modern forever.  

The Best Night of My Life (So Far)

0 Comments · Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Meeting my favorite celebrity has been on my bucket list, and earlier this summer I did it. My boyfriend dumped me for a guy he cheated with, so I decided to go out on a limb, blow $400, travel to New York City and see Woody Allen, the real love of my life, play with his Jazz band.  

The Allison I Knew

2 Comments · Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Weeks after this chance encounter, I'm still shaken by it. Sometimes memories of people from my past don't need to be updated with their current reality. On Race Street downtown some weeks ago, I was standing at an ATM taking $40 out of my checking account. I heard a voice I vaguely recognized.  

Happy to Be Here

0 Comments · Tuesday, August 10, 2010
There's an ambulance with active siren ramming into the sides of my skull while a sunburnt diver stands ready but unable to leap from the sand trap that is my tongue. We know each other all too well. I flop out of bed while groaning. Walk to the front room, where I grab a rope that dangles from the rafters, toss it loosely over my head and then kick the chair out from under myself.  

The Bus Ride from Hell

2 Comments · Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Standing at the bus stop at Dixie Highway and Commonwealth in Erlanger to get back to Cincinnati was becoming torturous. It was mid-afternoon, hot as hell and the bus was late. When it finally arrived, it was crowded. In fact, standing room only. When I put my change in the slot, the bus driver noticed my walking cane.  

Cincinnati's Just OK

30 Comments · Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Dearest Cincinnati, After nearly eight years, I'm afraid our relationship just isn't working out. I'm sorry, it's not you. It's me. I like you and all. You're fun, unique and quirky. How can I put this? I just don’t love you. I think I should start seeing other cities. You really deserve better — someone who's charmed by your quirks and appreciates the real you.  

Left and Right or Right and Left

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 21, 2010
There's this gas station at the corner of Werk Road and Glenmore Avenue I walk up to sometimes to purchase my cigarettes. I told the girl behind the counter what brand I wanted, and she pointed to the rack behind her. "This one?" she asked. "No," I said. "Go to your left." She went to her right instead. "No, to your left, the other way."  

Fortunate Girl

0 Comments · Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I shuffled the deck, and the psychic told me to ask two questions. "Will boyfriend and I end up together?" I asked. She looked at the cards. "Does his name start with an S?" "No." "An M?" "J," I offered to save time. She asked if he had green eyes. He didn't.  

Nightmare on York Street

5 Comments · Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Outside of the words I'd prepared, I remember very little of what I said on stage at York Street Cafe in Newport last month. I do remember, after realizing I was totally screwed, saying, "I'm totally screwed," but that's about it. I thought I more or less knew what I was getting into that night. I thought I was prepared. I can be pretty stupid at times.  

Meals on Wheels for Everyone

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 30, 2010
When the sound of "The Chicken Dance" being played on mechanical bells struck our ears, all the boys dropped their tools and ran outside to stop the truck and get an afternoon treat. It was the Gold Star Chilimobile coming down the street. So rare is the sight of a delivery truck, we barely know how to react to one.  

These Friends of Mine

0 Comments · Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I have a few stories I'd like to tell about some of these friends of mine. There's the man in the minivan, the treasure seeker, the bartender, the closeted lesbian, the chronic dater, the asshole and even an volunteer for Stop AIDS. Despite their quirks, I think I'll keep this bunch.  

Another Lunch with Andrea

1 Comment · Wednesday, June 16, 2010
"I mean, I have to buy all my gas at BP now." "What?" I said. "Yeah, it's costing them a fortune to clean that mess up," Andrea says. "I gotta do my part to help them out." My mouth is hanging open now, but the good news is that our food has finally arrived.