A Quintessential Asheville Hippie

Being a hippie takes more capital than you might think. One Asheville “spiritual creator” offered a particularly perfect example.

A wall full of promotional flyers at a coffee shop.

I Was Realtor Shamed by An Asheville Hipster

I’ve always been a little suspicious of the relentless self-promotion of realtors. Then five months of unemployment forced me to start relentlessly promoting myself—and an Asheville hipster made sure I knew exactly what I’d become.

Guess Who’s Back…Back Again?

The last time I took a little breather from posting on here regularly was because I got laid off for … More

We Shouldn’t Have to Pay for That

Observing some bargain hunters at a downtown Asheville coffee shop. The kind that definitely hashtag “shop local” all the time.

You Don’t Need to Optimize a Sunrise

Sometimes a sunrise could just be a sunrise.

A disco ball hanging in the corner at The Crucible bar in Asheville.

Grown Up Awards Mostly Aren’t Based on Merit

Awards are typically applied for, campaigned for, and often…paid for. Most are not based on merit alone.

A man in a green sweatshirt, green hat, grey pants, and Birkenstocks writes in a notebook at a coffee shop, representing a humorous take on “wholesome masculinity.”

I’m Now the Face of “Wholesome Masculinity”

When a stranger in Battlecat calls me the meme of “wholesome masculinity,” it sparks a snarky dive into stereotypes, masculinity buzzwords, and Asheville culture.