Woke up this morning with a song from Hair stuck in my head (stuck in my hair?). Times like that I realize what a murky soup my brain must be. It wasn’t the Aquarius one,[…]
Category: Writing
Worry Warting
I know, in theory, that I used to drive in the snow without a care in the world. I commuted three times a week to Albuquerque when I was in graduate school, regardless of the[…]
And what is a humbug anyway?
People always assume that I hate the holiday season. I’m not sure why this is. Maybe there’s some kind of Aristotelian syllogism going on here.Cynical people hate holidaysJulia is cynicalJulia hates holidays I actually don’t[…]
College of Santa Fe Drama
continues to unfold at a rapid rate. Here’s Zane’s latest update.
dystopic morning
There’s nothing I like better than a grey rainy morning when I don’t have to leave the house and can putter around with books and coffee and a sleeping dog.Too bad the world is going[…]