All posts by Ryan O'Connell

Ryan harbors a constant fear of losing his keys, prefers flip flops and will always choose cereal if given the choice. He maintains his own blog, Giddy Up America, as well as co-hosts the podcast Differing Opinions on Drake. Ryan is on Twitter: @ryanoconnell79

Handing in my key.

Mom posed an interesting question during their yard sale- with them moving, where would we consider home? They were moving out of the house we moved into when I was six and Erin was three. It was our home and with them moving into a condo in Dowingtown, outside of Philadelphia, what would Erin and ...

This Old House (complete with Drum Room)

Erin's text only said this: the house sold. The old O’Connell family homestead is set to be packed up. Closing is on May 27th and the folks have found a nice little place in Downingtown, Pennsylvania. They’re now the honeymooners and we should be concerned about how little Callie will respond to seeing wild geese walk ...

Bullet Proof in San Diego.

Bruce Springsteen has a song off of “The Rising” called “Waiting on a Sunny Day.” It is too easy for me to say it’s amazing song- because it is. It’s simple and beautiful, bright and sweet. I love it. Yet I don’t just love it for the reasons just listed. I love it because of ...

Kick out the Jams: a Mix Tape retrospective

For the most part, they are all gone. There were probably over a hundred of them. Could of been more, but a lot of them, they had been re-used. White out changed everything. Mix tapes. Not hip hop mix tapes (although there were literally mix tapes made of hip hop,) but straight up mix tapes- ...

Ryno-approved bands for next year’s Super Bowl halftime show

All morning I've been singing a song I thought was the Black Eyed Peas, but turns out it was Usher. It doesn't matter. No, no, no, no. The moral of this story is not that bad songs get stuck in your head. It's that bad halftime acts at the Super Bowl get stuck in your ...

A Table for Two: the story of me and my drums.

The story of my drums would start with the burning of my old drums. My old drums were an old set of Slingerland drums and I had gotten them around high school graduation. They replaced my first set- a well worn Maxx drum set I had bought for $400 at Portland Percussion one winter early ...

Paint the town, Olive.

It's important to know who your friends are. Gram was my best friend. She was a strong, tough & spunky little juggernaut of a woman who always seemed to make me laugh. Dad said I should drive straight to Portland if I wanted to see her one last time. I did. It was pouring for ...

I don’t remember urinating. Do you?

Checkers was the only place open. Royal Farms was closing. Never a Wawa around when you need one. So we swung into the parking lot. There was a nice breeze out and I was telling Big that my team, Burnsy’s Off Duty Ninjas, might not be a big play team per say- but they would ...

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