HBG Mural Festival 2017
I’ve slowly realized the last couple of articles that I’ve written have all essentially been the same thing, an exercise in finding creative ways to
I’ve slowly realized the last couple of articles that I’ve written have all essentially been the same thing, an exercise in finding creative ways to
Star Date: August 13th, 2017. I once again find myself on RTE 322 heading north towards State Collegewith one of my brothers. This time I’m with mi
A few weekends ago, wow, almost a month ago, my brother Ryan and I both had the itch to get out of town for the
THE PREFACE Nothing quite like being the 7th wheel. Actually, maybe being the 9th wheel is similar to being the 7th wheel. I kid. I kid.
You may or may not have noticed a slight change to the site. I am in the process, albeit a slow and procrastinatory one, of
Fog hung in the air as I crossed the Susquehanna headed to an undisclosed location in Harrisburg. After circling the well-lit blocks of historic Midtown for what felt like a small eternity, I found a spot to park. It was perfect. It had plenty of space and was the last spot behind a “no parking” sign, meaning I could pull right in. Behind me were the flickering orange lights of the Harvey Tailor Bridge, their effect magnified by the low hanging mist that clung to the river.
Five days before winter storm Stella sauntered into the Harrisburg region, it was 60℉ and I was on my bike, wind streaming through my hair.
A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to hang out at a friend’s house. It was an unseasonably warm night, so instead of kickin’
Prior to March 14th 2017 Harrisburg Pennsylvania was on track to have the least snowiest winter in all of the years of recorded weather. But winter storm Stella had something to say that. I’m not entirely sure when or why we started naming storms, but whatever, Stella dropped 17 inches of fresh pow on most of the keystone state.