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The 5 Stages of MacBook Charger Death
I realized the depths of my technological dependency when I first had the misfortune of watching the vibrancy and life fade from my MacBook Pro charger for the very first time. I wouldn’t wish the experience on my worst enemy or the most fervent Slim Jesus fan. As Rebbie (my charger) gracefully transitioned from this…
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The 5 Stages of MacBook Charger Death
I realized the depths of my technological dependency when I first had the misfortune of watching the vibrancy and life fade from my MacBook Pro charger. I wouldn’t wish the experience on my worst enemy or the most fervent Slim Jesus fan. As Rebbie (my charger) gracefully transitioned from this world, I danced with hysteria…
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What A Difference A Year Makes: On Battling And Beating Depression
If I had moved to New York last fall as intended, you would be surely be referring to me in the past tense today. I wasn’t ready, mentally, financially or emotionally to give up my chill yet scatterbrained and spiraling life in Panama to write and power-walk for a living in the City That Never…
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A NY State of Mind
If I had moved to New York City last fall as intended, you would surely be referring to me in the past tense today. I wasn’t ready—mentally, financially or emotionally—to give up my chill yet scatterbrained and spiraling life in Panama to write and power-walk for a living in the City That Never Covers Its…
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I Went To A Screening Of 'Underground' In Memphis And Here Is What I Ate
Last week, I hopped in a time machine and moseyed on down to Memphis to partake in a screening of WGN’s upcoming series, Underground, on behalf of Terry Hines & Associates (who organized the screening) and Very Smart Brothas (who asked if I wanted to attend). The series stars Jurnee Smollett-Bell as “Rosalee” and the…
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The Importance Of Self Preservation Amidst Casual Savagery
Though they rain down my social media feeds and timelines daily, I have been hiding or scrolling past videos depicting shitbag police having their way with Black and brown bodies lately. It’s not fair that I mosey on over to Facebook to squander my day with chicken recipes and clips of paternal itch-inducing dancing Black…
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Visions Of Pappyhood
It wasn’t always this way. Last year, I could scroll down my Facebook timeline past the cats-are-assholes videos and the fire-and-brimstone warnings against using people’s public content on a public site and not get tripped up by a video of a dancing, diaper-clad chocolatey wonder. I could walk down the street and not melt into…
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Why I'd Give An Entire Kidney To Live In Key & Peele's "Negrotown"
Life with white folks ain’t been no luxurious affair. It’s had tragedies in it, And bullshit, And patience torn up, And times when you wanna snatch ‘em bald— Bare… —Excerpt from “I’se Still Shinin’,” by Alexander Hardy, 2015 Being a chocolate wonder amidst the armed Zimmerbitches and institutional hateration in the dancery is no easy…
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Mom’s House or Flophouse? Where to Live After College
The thing I, as a shorty, looked forward to the most about transitioning from jailbait-hood to manhood was the right to move out of my parents’ house and “be grown” somewhere, anywhere, on my own. “Give [me] free!” my autonomy-hungry heart cried out as I signed the lease to my first apartment two days after…
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Dear 20-Somethings, Stop Chasing Perfection!
Work-life balance? What’s that in your 20s? I didn’t think I needed it. I didn’t even consider it. Not when I was willing to ditch the States to “make it or break it” overseas. Emphasis on “break it.” In June 2011 I sold “Tima,” my beloved 2001 Nissan Altima, shipped most of my belongings home…
