Flashback

B, my [special friend? boyfriend? lover? if only Expression Engine had a tag that would automatically insert a name for our short but intense relationship…] is coming down from Philly, in the blue state, to  [more...]

It seems to me that there is some kind of strange, pervasive conspiracy at work in the airports of this country — inevitably, if my gate is, say, C3, the gates are numbered such that the low numbers are farthest  [more...]

As I begin a new chapter of my life — as a cube dweller in Silicon Valley — I look back wistfully at the last three years… which, frankly, I feel like I wasted now. Oh, yes, I bummed around and sat in  [more...]