Chad M. Christensen’s next Boy With Shovel column, about being in New Mexico with kidney stones and Percocet, exploring the local history and its trails.
Introducing a new column, Boy With Shovel, by Chad M. Christensen. In this first installment, “The Philistine,” Chad considers an odd artwork that found its way to him.
To many, William Shakespeare is an antiquated hack. I certainly thought so, until I discovered how many common words he authored.
The consensus is that 2019 sucked. However, positives did occur, so best not to look back in anger, people.
Call it research, or perhaps sadism, but I’ve watched every Hallmark Christmas in existence. I have emerged, clued in, but numb. So very numb.
“Live, Laugh, Love” may be the maxim that powers Karens worldwide, but the true author of the quote has been ignored by history’s recollections.
The organizer pulled out, the Air Force told attendees not to come to Area 51, but on this day, goddamn it, they made it. Well, one at least.
Being taken seriously is an important part of life. But just like moving a futon, it’s needlessly difficult. So, here are five easy routes to get there fast. Seriously.
I have something to admit. I live for the low blows and logically-inept battleground of Internet comment boxes. I know it’s a war where nothing is ever won, but I shoulder arms nonetheless.