Month: January 2013

Our bathroom sink is blocked up today, and we can’t get ahold of a plumber because it’s Saturday. I got this cool new Moleskine notebook with a picture of a Johnny Chair on it. Unfortunately, I haven’t really used it yet, because I can’t think of …

I realize that my posts are pretty awful right now. Very introspective, and probably interesting to noone but me. They will get better, I promise. I’m in the process of finding my voice. While I do so, I’m operating under the assumption that it’s …

I failed at karaoke today. Not the attack of nerves, too scared to sing kind of fail, and not the too loud, embarrassing yourself kind of fail, but a quieter, less unpleasant kind of fail. It just wasn’t my night. I sang, but just a little. The so…

I am not writing a post today, because I do not feel like doing what I ought to. Writing comes easy to me, as easy as thinking. Sentences pour out of my mind without any effort at all. I have never had writer’s block. Writer’s block would be as fo…

This didn’t really settle into my mind until today, when I was outside the Lawrence Hall of Science in Berkeley, I looked out over the bay and saw the skyline of San Francisco partially enshrouded in fog. We got back from Alaska on New Year’s Day,…