No maps for these territories

Last night I was happily editing & came across [[Edward Eager]], an old-fashioned children’s author, very popular in the ’60s, and one of my favorites. (Further scoping reveals that I had edited this article once before in 2005, but had never gone back to it). At any rate, for those of you who know something [...]

“My god, can we just get the guy inaugurated already?” “I know. For fuck’s sake. It’s a 20-minute ceremony in the freezing-ass cold. And it’s not like we don’t know what’s going to happen. And yet we’re spending all weekend “counting down.”” “Count down to hypothermia, assholes. I can’t feel my fingers, because it’s 33 [...]

Well, I did just manage to ride ~10miles this afternoon, despite being on the tail end of a cold which means runny nose and total inability to breath. I think that’s some sort of minor accomplishment, anyway. It is gorgeous here which makes wanting to be outside easy. My thigh muscles are all “Oh hai, [...]

Last night I went to bed satisfied, for the first time in a good while, because I finally realized — felt — that after: a) a catatonic fall, filled with television*; b) a solid 2.5 weeks of being sick or feeling only marginally ok; I am finally recovered and back to being myself. I know [...]

Today a project that I have worked on for five and a half years (not so seriously) or three and a half years (pretty damn seriously) turned eight. It’s certainly not something that most uninvolved people think about in a concerted way, or perhaps even really notice, but I think that despite all the drama [...]

For those who do not follow along on Facebook, etc.: I have been sick the last four days, home from work the last two. We’ve had a gorgeous few days here, which I have taken advantage of by napping on the couch under the window. I mean, seriously. I’ve spent over a third of 2009 [...]

I finally went to see “Milk.” It’s completely fantastic; go see it if you haven’t. It was invigorating and inspiring and heartbreaking. It didn’t feel like a documentary; it felt like a great story. And this was all a scant thirty years ago; how things change and how much there is left to do.