It’s Friday and I’m supposed to be writing something witty about the progress of my writing career. Not happening. I won’t even touch on the whole trying to write anything on a Friday afternoon in Key West, but then my friend Jesse showed up, time was spent at the Chart Room, a few at the… Continue reading Simple Gifts

I smoked for a very long time. I don’t tell people how long anymore because either they think I’m a lot older than I look, or that I started when I was like five. Neither of those is true. And also this isn’t going to be a big anti-smoking rant. I have lots of friends… Continue reading Aren’t you the person who…

I’m a big fan of cliches. They’re kind of like a verbal shorthand, or the punchline to an inside joke. They save time and they get the point across more effectively than a rambling anecdote usually does. You could spend five minutes trying to explain to your significant other at the end of your workday… Continue reading The trees for the forest