WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME
A few months ago Travis and I binge-watched several seasons of Cheers, the 1980s NBC sitcom. It’s a great ensemble…
SWEET NOTHINGS
We humans have evolved to recognize patterns. We’re really good at it. So good, in fact, that we see pictures…
REVELS IN THE DETAILS
For our cats, every night includes THE MOST IMPORTANT five minutes in the history of the universe. They get dinner…
NEXT ROUND’S ON ME
Fiasco (noun): A thing that is a complete disaster, especially in a ludicrous or humiliating way. Fiasco (noun): A bottle…
SONG IN MY POCKET
This must have been eight or ten years ago — It was after one of my Saturday night services at…
BETTER ANGELS
Sometimes I get into these discomforting little eddies of self-doubt. Rarely do I remain stuck there for too long, but…
SPHERE WE ARE
Last weekend, Patty Stephens led a “Hymnprov” workshop, where a bunch of us talked and riffed and improvised for a…
ONCE IN A LIFETIME
I finally watched David Byrne’s American Utopia this week. And I’m so very glad I did! It has been in…
The Luckiest People in the World
It’s easy to conclude that people are the problem. It sure looks like people are to blame for pretty much…
MIGHTY REAL
PBS has an excellent, new, three-part documentary about the disco craze of the 1970s. It’s called “DISCO: Soundtrack of a…
WHO’S YOUR DADDY?
The phrase “God the Father” makes me cringe a little bit. The Patriarchy, Authority, Judgment — it evokes all those…
POPCORN ON THE PONY FARM
Mom liked to tell this story about my father’s family. When my paternal grandparents, Raymond and Bertha Groves, decided to…