• Another Night at Chill n’Fill: The Baby Lotion Theorists    It was Friday night at Chill n’Fill, and I was nearing the end of what Bob optimistically called my “probationary period” but what I recognized as “we can’t find anyone else willing to work these hours for minimum wage plus the occasional expired energy drink.” Read more

  • What is the legacy you want to leave behind? The legacy I’m hoping to leave behind is just me trying my best to be real in everything I’ve created. Through my songs, my writings, and the artwork, I’ve tried to put my honest feelings out there, hoping others might connect with them. I’ve written about Read more

  •       I AM ABSOLUTELY LOSING IT OVER THIS BABY OIL COVERAGE!!! 😤😤😤 Chris Henson here, and I swear my NEWS FEED has been HIJACKED by MORE MOISTURIZER ARTICLES THAN THERE ARE POTHOLES ON HIGHWAY 31!!!   I just wanted to read about P. DIDDY’S CASE!!! THE ACTUAL CHARGES!!! SEX TRAFFICKING, RACKETEERING CONSPIRACY, AND SERIOUS CRIMINAL Read more

  • The Writer, The Aggravator, and The False Prophet    It was Thursday night at Chill n’Fill, and I’d just finished rearranging the energy drink display into a color gradient that would make a rainbow jealous. Bob had insisted this would “maximize the chromatic purchasing energy” of our customers, whatever that meant. At least it gave Read more

  • Cold to Hot

    How do you feel about cold weather? Having grown up in northern Michigan, I once embraced winter’s freezing temperatures from -17 to 5 degrees. My childhood was filled with snowmobiles, ice fishing, and building snowmen and snow forts. But after moving to Alabama in 1996, I experienced the opposite climate – summers that nearly “melted Read more

  • Another Night at Chill n’Fill: Signs, Romance, and the Color Blue    It was Friday night at Chill n’Fill, and I’d just finished arranging the energy drinks into an elaborate pyramid that Bob insisted would “enhance their caffeinated aura.” The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, occasionally flickering in a way that made me wonder if our Read more

  • Have you ever broken a bone? Yes, I’ve broken a bone before. I remember the sun hanging high above the baseball diamond that fateful afternoon in eighth grade, casting shadows across center field where I stood with my mitt raised, tracking the soaring ball against the blinding sky. Time seemed to slow as the baseball Read more

  • Another Night at Chill n’Fill: The Culture Warrior, The Evangelical, and The Activist    So, Jennifer called in sick for the sixth time this month—”food poisoning” according to her text, though her TikTok suggests she’s at a political rally downtown. Whatever. More hours for me, Karlee, professional chaos coordinator and now apparently the unwitting referee Read more

  • How do you balance work and home life? Balancing home and work life requires careful attention to boundaries and routines. After long shifts surrounded by the sounds of industrial saws and the earthy scent of cut lumber, I create deliberate transitions between worlds, A shower and a change of clothes immediately upon returning home and Read more

  • The House on West 14 Road    In the spring of 1985, my family relocated from 112 John Street to 7160 W. 14 Rd. in Mesick, Michigan, a rural community known locally as Glengary. I was about to turn nine years old. The sprawling five-bedroom, two-story house stood weathered against the Michigan landscape, its painted Read more