by aaron | Oct 17, 2012 | Essays
(This is the second installment of a two-part story; if you missed the first section you can get caught up right here). The first thing I noticed about my new barber was his chest: he had one of those concave varieties that looked like someone had once violently...
by aaron | Oct 13, 2012 | Essays
In the four years since the Seattle Sounders, the local Major League Soccer team, began playing in town I’ve been to some twenty home games. By no means am I a die-hard fan: I don’t know a large number of the players and I’m yet to paint my face...