I sang scales—creaky, raspy, cat-howl vocal exercises I learned in my youth. They’re especially entertaining when driving through Camden with the windows down.
If you’ve ever sold a house, you know that the aggravation doesn’t end until the final papers are signed. We’re in that time between accepting an offer and closing. I gauge how bad the problem is going to be by how soothing my agent’s voice is when he says hello. I’m not going to get into the […]