Walking the Talk
I’ve become a human pinball on the nine-block stretch of Roosevelt Avenue between my apartment and the express E stop. No matter how I walk, slower, faster, on the right, on the left, I end […]
I’ve become a human pinball on the nine-block stretch of Roosevelt Avenue between my apartment and the express E stop. No matter how I walk, slower, faster, on the right, on the left, I end […]
Within the first five minutes of the premiere of American Horror Story, there was barfing in a trash can. Two-headed women will do that. In the second episode of the new season of Walking Dead […]
The prospect of getting to sleep in a bed my last might before getting to sleep in a number of Bay Area beds was exciting enough to motivate me to open the 38-pound box, pull […]
I’ve now been a homeowner for two full weeks, not so long, but long enough to shift from sandals to boots. (I originally wrote this yesterday and now it is sunny and humid again and […]
Though I'm semi-furiously packing and cleaning (only two days left in this apartment) it's easy to get distracted by nonsense like old business cards, books you forgot you had, deciding whether or not to keep […]