Katherine moved to New York, after decades of pining, in 2010. She will not rest until she has met Grover Monster and eaten every pork bun in the city. She lives in Brooklyn but re-blogs a lot of posts regarding Baltimore. (Seriously though, if you know how I can meet Grover, get in touch.)
For Paste’s Comedy Issue — yes, this is very first cover story — I wrote about kids, race, Wayne Brady and what Comedy Central’s Key & Peele has to do with all that. (If you have to sign up for a free trial to read, do it. I want to talk about these sort of things further, and Wayne Brady’s very busy.)
Clark’s Elioak Farm, in Ellicott City, MD. We took a hayless hayride. The original Enchanted Forest entrance is still at the Enchanted Forest shopping center. (The duck was actually in Silver Spring, MD.)
Over at MTV Hive, I wrote about what being called “soft” in hip-hop means now. I spent a year forming my thoughts, and I’m proud of how the piece turned out. My only regret is that I forgot to include André 3000’s guest verse off T..I.’s “Sorry,” the first thing I wanted to hear when I arrived home today, feeling small and stressed and isolated. Dré, I’m sorry.
Obligatoy reblog. Christine is brilliant, and I know her.
Obligatory Baltimore reblog, obviously. I miss you Ottobar, we’ll be reunited this summer, and I can laugh gaily when the bartender informs me how reasonably priced your on-tap Boh is, dreamy sigh. NEVER LEAVE ME, OTTOBAR.
Why ohh why is the #27 so infamous and true and real and true again with being late or non exsistant. This poster is soooooo what i want to see in the city lol we live in springfield or a really big poorly run public high school…….le sigh, but i laugh bwahahahaha #baltimore #maryland #27 #hampden 😜😒😏
Obligatory re-blog. Brilliant. I wish I had thought of this instead, though I might not have used “ghetto.” When I wait for the bus to whisk me away to Williamsburg I feel like I’m living off York Road again, waiting for the street harassment and buses that never come.