THE List – 2016

Hi guys! Happy almost end of Spring. This will be my 8th year (whoa) (it could be the 9th year, I don’t know) doing my summer goal list! I’m a little late in creating it this year, usually it’s done by April. As usual, this is just a draft and I’ll be adding on as […]

“Skip, skip, skip to my Lou”

#13: Have a skipping squad meet in downtown Northampton I run a very tiny (but fun!) skipping club in Western Massachusetts called the Pioneer Valley Skipping Club (formally called Samantha’s Skipping Squad). I started it in late March and was totally inspired by Michelle Joni‘s skipping club. I read an article on her adult preschool and decided right then […]

“When I Dip, You Dip, We Dip”

28. Dip my feet in the Nashawannuck I’ve always had this kind of weird connection with the Nashawannuck Pond. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen it almost everyday of my life. I remember countless rumors and stories about the pond: Chrome Bear was hidden there, it was going to become swimmable, there was going to be […]

“You Can Feel it All Over”

Platinum Pony came in 2014. According to its Facebook page, it…

is a bar and restaurant that celebrates the eccentric and unusual, queer and colorful. It’s a weird and wonderful world of glitter and glam, movies and mayhem, damn good food, and ponies of all shapes and sizes in Easthampton, MA.

It also has an eventful calendar and a outdoor patio. I had to check it out.

“She was Very Short, Although not in Spirit”

I live on a dead end street in a small town (now a city, but no one really calls it that) in Massachusetts called Easthampton. I’ve lived in the same house in the same street my whole life (minus a few months I lived in the neighboring city of Northampton). At the end of my street, there’s a stoplight and beyond the stoplight is a small park consisting of three picnic tables, a spigot, and some old cinderblocks for a fire. It’s right on the side of Route 10 (see last post), and kind of sticks out since it’s in a busy area/intersection. I hardly ever see people there and if I do it’s someone alone and on a lunch break.
The park has a little sign that reads:

Katherine Root Wayside Park

For a while now I’ve been wondering who Katherine Root was/is. I turned to the infamous “You Know You’re from Easthampton When….” Facebook page and posted this, knowing I’d get some answers:

“It Opened up my Eyes, I Saw the Sign”

I think it might have been during Fall 2014 when I noticed a rather large sign in the middle of an overgrown field next to Route 10 (known lovingly by some as THE HAMP STRETCH) in Northampton (very close to the border of Easthampton, but technically over “the line”). The sign was obviously handmade and was set back in the field quite a-ways but still legible. It said, boldly: TATTOOS ARE UGLY

“Deep Dark Tunnel to Nowhere”

#15: Go spelunking  Last semester I took a very basic science class where we covered basically everything from basic physics to electricity. One of the topics was geology. My quirky professor was teaching us about stalagmites and stalactites and mentioned the word “spelunking”. No one knew what she was saying. She then told us that spelunking […]