Let’s start with the last item.Annual Manual. I know, bitch, bitch, moan, moan, but seriously. I am living on pizza crusts, my house is a wreck, my brain is a worse wreck. You try to[…]

Well, my weekend is a blur. On the one hand, there’s the 15 or so hours spent at this very desk working on Annual Manual (don’t get me started). Then there also was a fair[…]

The New York Times has hired a new public editor to replace Daniel Okrent, whose 18 month contract is up. I’m kind of glad. A few of Okrent’s columns have been terribly fascinating to me,[…]

OK, disclaimer: I write this less as the editor of SFR and more as a southside resident whose house is under constant encroachment by Jeff Branch who, not satisifed with approval for San Isidro Village,[…]

Sometimes I feel as though I am writing a weather weblog—an undertaking I am not qualified and one I can’t imagine anyone would have much interest in but, jeez, what was up with the wind[…]