How music made me a better person.

Yesterday, my mom and I somehow got on the subject of my education. She mentioned that the only regret she had about me attending a magnet school from sixth grade up to my senior year, where music was such a large percentage of my learning, was that perhaps I was too devoted to music. She … Continue reading How music made me a better person.

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Poop, screams, and the art of finding humor in the messiest of situations.

The other day I snapped a photo of the inside of my fridge and sent it to a friend with the tag line "story of my life." The fridge shelf was lined with bottles of Yuengling (our go-to choice for beer). Sitting in the middle of these was a bottle of a different nature, a … Continue reading Poop, screams, and the art of finding humor in the messiest of situations.