InThe MemoiristbyAdam J. BlustCrying at “The West Wing”The other day, I cried watching an episode of “The West Wing.”Apr 11, 20222Apr 11, 20222
InThe MemoiristbyAdam J. BlustChristmas Trees and Unwrapped CheeseMy father had a lot of plans. You might even call them schemes.May 29, 20228May 29, 20228
Adam J. BlustChaotic goodGrowing up, I thought my father’s full-time vocation was embarrassing me.Jan 26, 20229Jan 26, 20229
Adam J. BlustMy father’s wildlifeNo one knows how the owl got into the house. My father said at the time that it must have come down the chimney after some prey, and then…Jan 26, 20222Jan 26, 20222
Adam J. BlustMy father was Banksy.No, this isn’t a shocking tell-all. Robert Lee Blust was not literally the most famous (or infamous?) anonymous artist of the modern era.Feb 6, 20227Feb 6, 20227
InThe MemoiristbyAdam J. BlustThe Butterfly of the MomentIt is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? …Aug 5, 20229Aug 5, 20229
InThe MemoiristbyAdam J. BlustVacation Memories of an Indoor KidThis is the story of a vacation.Apr 30, 20225Apr 30, 20225
Adam J. BlustDon’t be an asshole.[Ed. note: This was written a few months into the pandemic, when assholery was particularly prevalent in the national media. It’s still…Jan 28, 20224Jan 28, 20224