Congratulations, Boston.
I mean, San Francisco has burritos but hey, whatevs. You do you!
I mean, San Francisco has burritos but hey, whatevs. You do you!
Tuesday Tunes
It's the return of Tuesday Tunes! But...on Wednesday! Anyway, here we go: In honor of the Brisbane International, a tribute to my favorite Australian Band of all time: The Go Betweens. They have a bridge named after them and everything. Let's just pause and celebrate
Tennis
Well I go snackin', after midnight, out by the moonlight, like we used to do... Before I got the opportunity to actually fly to Melbourne and be there for the Australian Open, January always meant bundling up in a heavy sweatshirt under a blanket at my desk and fighting
Tennis
This opening riff is your signal that the 2015 tennis season is kicking off. So check your blood pressure at the door. We gonna have a good time.
Imbibe
Limoncello is great. If done right it is an am amazing lemony elixer that signals the end of a gluttonous and sinfully satisfying meal. It is better than any dessert. Yeah, I said it. Fuck you, pot de creme. You are a steaming goopy pile of sugar dung next to
Tennis
PseudoFed finds a worthy rival. Some are obsessed with the mystery of who is behind the GOAT account. I'm more obsessed with the mystery of why no other parody account has been able to rival it in its pure awesomeness and dead-on-ness. I think that speaks
Lists
* Iggy Azalea. * The critical fawning over Taylor Swift. * Why 30 Rock had to end. * Why anyone gives a shit about Kim Kardashian. * Why Singapore is so frickin' expensive. * Justin Bieber. * How anyone can be fooled into think The Newsroom is good. * Why everyone thinks Tomas Berdych's Twitter
Lists
In no particular order: * Being in Hong Kong for the birth of my exquisitely perfect niece * My Aeropress and Porlex grinder. An absolutely life-saver for this world traveler. * Matt Cronin's idea to do this. * Boyhood. * 99 percent invisible * Serial * My Slate Plus membership. It's not
Housekeeping
This was a long time coming. If you're reading this post it means you were probably there with me from the beginning. Back before Twitter took over the tennisphere and those of us who loved the sport were confined to our little communities in the comment section of