who is the devil, anyway?

Two relatively strange occurrences this evening (strange in their proximity, not in their occurrence): -6:55 p.m., doorbell rings. I walk down the steps in turtle pajama pants and a tank top, desperately trying to find a reason not to let my landlord, who I’m assuming has made a surprise appearance, into my very messy apartment. […]

back to the roots

I spent most of the day yesterday working in a first-ring suburb of Trenton, helping to renovate the future home of the Isles headquarters. Isles is a non-profit organization currently based out of Trenton which seeks to foster self-reliance among residents of the city. They offer, among other things, financial literacy classes, community gardening projects, […]