The Last Laugh of an Enlightened Pirate (Memoir)

The Last Laugh of an Enlightened Pirate (Memoir)

The hallways of the nursing home were a labyrinth on the day I went to visit you for the first time. I walked the industrial-carpeted hallways with walls covered in paintings of farms, fishermen, and lakes. A combination of disinfectant, cafeteria food, and air...
I Am the Worst Server in the World (Memoir)

I Am the Worst Server in the World (Memoir)

It was my final table of the night. My back was in knots, my feet were throbbing, and I was sweating under my Hawaiian shirt when I opened the black checkbook. Rent was due in a few days, and I needed this tip to be a big one. There it was. One dirty, rusted penny lay...
My Magic Watch (Memoir)

My Magic Watch (Memoir)

In 2007, I hadn’t thought about my watch for a long time. It had been nearly thirteen years since I lost it at a Beastie Boys concert in the Czech Republic. It was an expensive Bulova watch. One that I wouldn’t normally wear, but my girlfriend, Lisa-Raquel, gave it to...
Becoming a Scoundrel in Key West (Memoir)

Becoming a Scoundrel in Key West (Memoir)

When I was nineteen years old, I lived at the southernmost tip of the continental U.S., two blocks from Ernest Hemingway’s old house in Key West, Florida. My home was a one-bedroom shotgun bungalow with four other young bohemians. Two of them shared the bed, two...
When My Mind Became a Raging River (Memoir)

When My Mind Became a Raging River (Memoir)

I had just left my job at the Off Ramp Cafe and Lounge, an infamous club that had helped the early 1990s Seattle music scene rise, explode, and burn out all in a very short period of years. There at that venue, I had formed a family with a pack of fantastic...