The People We Wanted to Be
A decade has passed since that awful day on September 11, 2001. In terms of your memory, that’s a long time. The major moments tend to stick, but the bits and pieces of it all flitter away into the mind, … Continue reading
A decade has passed since that awful day on September 11, 2001. In terms of your memory, that’s a long time. The major moments tend to stick, but the bits and pieces of it all flitter away into the mind, … Continue reading
Unless you are one, you’ll never undersand one. I’m convinced of that. Because it’s irrational. It’s not anything that can be understood logically. When the panic sets in, when the manic descends upon you, when the engine revs, and the … Continue reading
I absolutely cannot wait to buy Season 4. I’m at times frightened and comforted by the realitis of this show (although I’m always quick to point out that everyone is much better looking on this show than it was in … Continue reading
I turned on the television tonight after a long day of running, reading, thinking, and relaxing. I felt good, better than I expected on this long weekend. For addicts, long weekends are hard. I fight the urge to leave my … Continue reading
1. I can’t sleep with the air conditioning on anymore. I could when I was in the Austin. The searing, 105 degree temperatures, the running, the house fixing, and the yard work made it impossible to live without air conditioning. … Continue reading
In the months after I quit drinking I worried that as I made my way back into the world that I’d become the lamb sent to slaughter. “I’m a wolf stripped of its claws,” I told the psychologsts I sought … Continue reading
Today was a good day. It’s 3 a.m. and I just put down the paint brush for the night. I spent the last four hours caulking and painting the new trim in my home, and painting three doors. I didn’t … Continue reading
It never feels this way while you are making them, but when you are finished it always feels the same way. Trust me on this.
Life. On Writing. Science + Tech. Teaching. Travel. Those are the Categories on my site, the big buckets under which I live my life. They just evolved. I did not set about choosing them when I started writing on this … Continue reading
I met this dude in 1996, the year I rolled into Austin. We worked together at Trudy’s. We also became best friends over a bottle of Jameson’s Irish Whiskey while discussing how we’d ended up in Austin. The short story: … Continue reading