In the late 90’s I lived in NYC and worked with a guy named Keith. He and I were both easily distracted, so many of our conversations would end up so far off topic that, once we realized it, we would have to stop and work our way backwards to what the original point of… Continue reading December 22, 2104

I’ve been doing a lot of writing lately. I think that’s important for many reasons, not the least of which is it seems disingenuous to identify myself as a writer if I’m not actually, you know, writing. Otherwise you end up having conversations like this; “What do you do?” “I’m a plumber.” “That’s nice. You… Continue reading December 19, 2014

You gotta feel for the moths. I’m pretty sure at no point in their evolutionary process did they raise their hands – okay, wings –  and say “Yeah, we’re good with being the bastard stepchildren of butterflies.” Think about it. Butterflies are these beautiful, lithe creatures that everybody “oohs” and “aahs” about on a summer’s… Continue reading December 6, 2014

“If no one comes back from the future to stop you, how bad an idea can it be?” I wish I could take credit for that, but it’s a piece of internet graffiti I’ve seen a few different places. I guess you could say it’s the Facebook generation’s equivalent of “ask forgiveness, not permission” –… Continue reading December 4, 2014