by Kent Sterling Unhappily lost in a maze of perplexing classes and crowded parties, I got very lucky on August 30, 1984, when an almost always smiling force of nature danced into my life. At a party in Walnut Knolls apartment D-19, college students were doing a lot of what college students normally do on […]
by Kent Sterling Every day for 10,000 days my wife and I have spoken – sometimes in laughter, sometimes sorrow, and very occasionally in anger, but always honestly, and without exception – daily. 10,000 days ago Julie and I dancing frenetically and repeatedly to side one of Bob Seger’s “Night Moves” album at aq party […]
by Kent Sterling After a few weeks of stories about idiotic college hijinx, the timing seems right for a story about idiotic adult hijinx involving a hotel, a Denny’s, and a boob pretending to be the manager of a Hampton Inn in Bloomington. When we graduated college, we made it a point to return to […]