Better late than on time…I mean never.

I am one of those coastal snobs who thinks the midwest mainly exists as a place where one changes planes. I exempt New Mexico, at least Santa Fe, from this equation because, you know, Santa[…]

Well, here I am at the sunport, blogging on my ailing sidekick. And apparently sitting next to someone who knows me. Can't wait to sleep on the plane! Hung out on the new train party[…]

My eyes tell me it’s snowing. Snow fell on my head as I walked Nero this morning. But my heart? Say it ain’t so, it says. Say it ain’t so.I’m off to the radio station!

No, I really don’t think so. Unlike some people I’ve known, I’ve never had a fascination with any other culture or a desire to appropriate it or live somewhere else. I belong to no land[…]