What makes a grudge?

When I was in high school, a girl I knew — and was actually pretty friendly with — said some nasty things about me.

I only know this story because, unbeknownst to her, one of the people she was with was my father. She knew after she was done, however.

And we were going to be at the same picnic that weekend. Continue reading “What makes a grudge?”

London Travels: Waiting for “Hamilton” no more

People cheered when the lights went down.

Lots of things in life come with hype — the release of a new iPhone, a certain American football game this Sunday — but how many of them come with the expectation that it be brilliant at worst, life-altering at best?

How many of them come after you’ve had to (forgive me for this one) “wait for it,” either the years it took to come to your city or an entire year since you bought the tickets and planned the travel to see it? Continue reading “London Travels: Waiting for “Hamilton” no more”