Spoonful of Courage helps my typos go down. It’s funny how tiny pebbles, each about the weight of an Advil, can be combined and manipulated with other ingredients to create an impenetrable castle wall with the strength of an anvil. … Read More ›
Observation
Between a Locke and a Hard Place
It’s the fourth of July and I am on the other side. I am no carpetbagger or scallywag, I am just a Yankee downhill from the divide. I am a long way from the fireworks and the distance makes the times… Read More ›
A Punk With Luck and Dim Sum
The morning sun had just crossed the promenade and we knew it was time to hit the road – the final leg and an unwelcomed end to an amazing road trip that lead us through Belgium and France. But before… Read More ›
Stand Up for Yourself
Ah, rush hour: a movie with Jackie Chan and a double headed necessity each day of workweek. I confess that my unfortunate inclination towards claustrophobia clouds the cultural upside to my urban commute. And there is an upside, but more… Read More ›
Mind the Gap
It is to Thailand’s “same same, but different,” or Mexico’s “One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.” It is plastered on the walls of tube stations, inked on cheap cotton t-shirts and painted on ceramic mugs sold at stalls near… Read More ›
Newton’s Second Law: No Curtain Rods on Trains
To bring a curtain rod on a busy commuter train is a risky proposition that should be avoided at all costs. That is, unless you are prepared. I was not. Mind if we sit together? I can with say with… Read More ›
The Butterflies
It’s that feeling in your stomach when someone else controls a fate that you once believed to be predetermined. The extraordinary commotion inside of you puzzles your gut when you realize that perhaps the next instant may not unfold in… Read More ›
Can You Picture Dorian Gray?
Reading a book that you do not know anything about is like watching a movie you have never heard of: either a pleasant surprise or a mere disappointment. You avoid the “let-down” since you have no real expectations, perhaps other… Read More ›
Happy Valentine’s Day!!! Meat at Taco Bell?
Our move from San Francisco to London has taught me many things, one being that the comforts we left behind are difficult to replace. This, of course, was part of the deal and we expected it, bloody hell we even… Read More ›
Disclaimer: Disclaimer.
John Hancock? It’s Herbie Hancock. Duh! As some of you may know, last week my wife and I had to sign a waiver to take a doggy-bag out of a London pub. At first, I truly thought it was a… Read More ›
