I’ve been plotting a trip to Bonge’s Tavern for a few weeks, but my plans kept falling through. That fact was disappointing me because I’d heard nothing but amazing things about this place, which is odd considering it’s in the … Continue reading →

I love jazz. In every city I’ve lived, one of the first things I do is seek out the jazz clubs where you can have dinner, a few drinks and an evening of jazz. There’s simply nothing better in the … Continue reading →

A few days ago, I wrote about the special place The Rocky Horror Picture Show holds in my family’s lore. So tonight as my friend Hillary and I settled in to the festivities at the Irving Theater, I was pumped. … Continue reading →

I’ve come to accept that I’m a little bit snobby. I don’t know how this happened or why this happened. I only know that it did happen. I’ve accepted it, embraced it and moved along. But I’ve been hard pressed … Continue reading →

I’ve fallen in love with Massachusetts Avenue in Indianapolis, which I suppose isn’t very difficult to do since there’s so much happening in the area. Theater. Restaurants. Art galleries. Ice cream. (The ice cream cannot be under-rated. You should trust … Continue reading →

My friend Reagin arrived on Friday night for three reasons: attend the alumni awards dinner with me (for Faculty Homecoming King purposes) hit The Vogue in Indianapolis for a Prince Tribute band attend the Homecoming football game We’ll get to … Continue reading →

I’ve always lived in cities where artists were everywhere. Austin, San Francisco and Boston. I’ve even arranged most of my big travel around the writing and art. And yet. I’ve never really indulged in the artiness of the towns I’ve … Continue reading →