Remind-me-nots

Why shouldn't I live by a teabag label? "Travel light, live light, spread the light, be the light."

I'll start by going down every aisle.

Less sketch, more etch

Strut cockily with your God.

One hit...Wonder...

Happy pressure.

We flew on the backs of envelopes.

I like surveys, but not taking them.

She's fun to watch play pool, but it ends there.


Music to the rescue.

Beyond belief

Acidic Jew

The new GQ

A Bittman stew

To and from school

Handsome man in front of the Chess Forum

A dream detained

Fun got in my eyes

That was in a past life
(by which I mean college)


Look what we would have missed.

Women of an uncertain age

Isn't every quote necessarily out of context?

A few years ago, I heard J. M. Coetzee read a story, really excellent, and I didn't think it was out there anywhere, but here it is.

I can explain everything!

She had trouble seeing past the brim of her cap;
I had trouble thinking past the rim of my rap.

The battery went out just in time for me to hear the birds and gossip.

Quote about Grand Central, from a National Geographic show about it:
"This place makes you feel like you're more than you are."

How is that

I'm looking forward to drinking some Hawaiian Punch.

I don't understand people who order a single slice of pizza to go. It's a slice. Sit down, and listen to the Pretenders on the radio, or the game on TV, or the countermen's banter. Consider the families and schoolkids who come in. Or stand outside with it.

Grass-fed beef? That's some boast!

They had on the soundtrack to Hipster Heaven.

Lately I've been

Heavy on my feet.

Lady of the Ringlets?

A subtle wave

Keep an eye out for me in them satellite photos.

(I would have done the same thing.)

Condensing flavors

These round, irresistable faces.
Somehow I resisted.

Half-conscious braiding.

Suggestion: "...with movies in my hair."

Wide love.

I sit by this.

Don't block the light.

All bunned up

It's so soft out.

As a kid I loved Saturday morning baths.

Heck yes I want a Yogi button.

My head smarts.

Faith in cross-culture yawns-

High performance

Miyagi here. Miyagi here.


Ride the fog.

If you don't have an identity, no one can steal it.

I no longer know anyone who plays the violin.