The NyQuil Weekend

March 1st, 2008

resized We took the day off, reserved the rental car, packed the ski pants, and even MapQuested the route. But alas, it was not to be.

You'll recall that Abbi and I were planning on spending the weekend in Vermont with Chris and Meg Abad. We were going to ski by day, play beer pong at night, and even squeeze in a quick recording (well, Chris and I were).

Unfortunately, Abbigail was sick with the flu all week. As our Friday morning departure approached, it became abundantly clear that snow, beer pong, and late nights weren't gonna cut ...

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Stress Rx

August 23rd, 2007

It's amazing how many lotions, ointments, and treatments are required for what ails me.

You may recall last summer's cardiology issue: the chest pains, the stress test. Well, this summer, work, wedding, marathon and documentary stress has manifested itself in a whole bunch of new, interesting, and original ways -- and mostly on my face. So here's a breakdown of the lotions, creams, and other remedies (I'm not even getting into pills) I'm sustaining in an effort to not look like the Elephant Man on my wedding day.

Ciclopirox: ...

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Shiver (Or, Rx Volume II)

December 8th, 2006

Some forty-six blocks downtown, my colleagues are toasting another banner year at the MTV Holiday Party. I just washed down a fistfull of pills with my third fruit smoothy of the night.

There's nothing lamer than reading blog posts about illness, and how this hurts and that hurts and so on. And lord knows I've written a few in the last three weeks.

In summary, I'm sick again. Or, I'm still sick. I went back to the doctor this afternoon. She thinks last week's sinus infection was stronger than last week's antiobiotic, so she gave me


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Life In Slow Motion

November 27th, 2006

Today was a little weird, like the morning my jaw was unwired.

I was sucker punched by the captain of the football team on the last day of my junior year. I was sixteen-years-old. My jaw was dislocated in both joints and fractured in two places. I spent six weeks with thick wire locking my teeth together, sipping every meal through a straw. The morning it was finally unwired, my mom took me to Dennys for breakfast. But my muscles had atrophied. I could barely slip a spoon between my teeth, and I couldn't chew, not even scrambled


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Sick Of Myself, Part 3

November 25th, 2006

I've woken up to a throat full of cotton balls and thumbtacks every morning for a week now. To say that the sensation of choking on my own tongue is getting old is, well, the understatement of the year.

Yes, it's true, I'm still sick. I've have spent six days trapped in my apartment, escaping only twice for family dinners (Thanksgiving turkey is outstanding when you can't swallow). I walk upstairs and check email, then walk downstairs to watch TV. I walk upstairs to gargle with salt water, then walk downstairs to force down two


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Sick Of Myself, Part 2

November 21st, 2006

When I was a kid, my mother claimed to be able to look me in the eyes and know whether I was sick or not. Today, I've been stealing glances in the mirror, and searching my eyes for a diagnosis.

I have a tendency to run myself ragged, especially this time of year. It is what I call the "late November mind." Maybe it's something way back in my gray matter that triggers some sort of primitive harvest mentality. Maybe it's an awareness that hibernation season is approaching. Maybe it's just the way the calendar unspools.

Either way, I


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The Place Where You Live

June 9th, 2006

I have the best ringtone ever.

I was a senior in high school when R.E.M. released its first Warner Bros. record, "Green," on November 8, 1988. The band had (of course) crawled from The South, releasing five sonically and lyrically unique pop albums on IRS Records and setting the bar for what would become "alternative rock." "Green," then, was the band's sell out.

And what a gloriously oddball sell out. "Hello, how are you? I know you, I knew you. I think I can remember your name." What the hell does that mean? That's Michael


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Sick Of Myself

November 23rd, 2005

This is how sick I am.

I released "Heartland" last week. I released "The Rivington Sessions EP" in July. I released Nadas frontman and

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