“The end.” I pecked at each letter with an unnatural purpose, leaving just enough pause between each tap to prolong the moment. With all the sustain I could wrangle out of the plastic keyboard, I watched the final period come… Read More ›
Observation
Say Hello to My Little Friends
Let’s face it, at times we abandon our friends. They are incredibly important to us; they are part of us, yet days build on days and before long we stop mid-step and realize we have done it again: we have… Read More ›
Cheeseburger in Tuscany
The sun burnt my skin, sour candy formed one of those strange bump things on my tongue, and even, just once or twice, a rogue glass-too-many hurt my head the next morning. Too much of a good thing can be,… Read More ›
The Daily Rind
Slice up a lemon and put it in your tea. Go ahead, do it, and see what happens. Try and take a sip without saying “ahh.” I’m telling you, it’s impossible. I’m not saying lemon is the greatest thing since sliced-other-things…. Read More ›
In Memory of My Sister (Two Years)
The world’s greatest poet couldn’t tell you what the last two years meant to me. The best photographer couldn’t paint a picture to show you how that time lived through me. Even I, the person with the view and ear… Read More ›
Booty Traps?
You mean booby traps? That’s what I said, booby traps! God! These guys! I often write and think about “perspective” but I have never really tried to define it. You can’t touch or feel it (not an absolute statement, actually… Read More ›
It’s My Gift and I Ferment It
It’s been a while. It’s not you, it’s me. Life gets in the way, sometimes. And when your blog is about life, well it is a little confusing. I am confused, are you? Speaking of being confused, the act of… Read More ›
So Long, Eh? (Strange Brews, Part II)
Last night, while my wife, her mother, and her Aunt, shopped the stalls at Portobello Market, I sat perched atop a bar stool and watched England take on Spain in a friendly international. And it was friendly, as far as… Read More ›
The Process of Disbelief
If you can’t take the heat, get out of the way. It was one of those days. I overslept. I missed my train. I stood on the platform and hoped for summerwhile the leaves forgot green. I forgotmy breakfast bar. I… Read More ›
Always a Catch in a Ride
I just bought an iceberg. My cabbie answers the phone, works the radio, and every now and again picks up his fares. He epitomizes an “owner and operator” and we have built up a repertoire over the last several months. … Read More ›
