Fistfuls of dough
I don’t typically have cravings. Sometimes I get a hankering for some food or drink or experience, but nothing really deep-down, nothing can’t-get-i...
I don’t typically have cravings. Sometimes I get a hankering for some food or drink or experience, but nothing really deep-down, nothing can’t-get-i...
My best friend Nate turned thirty today. Of course, I haven’t seen, him, spoken to him, received any correspondence from him, or even heard any news o...
To my bleary-eyed consternation, I discovered the other night that my archive links were all dead. I was horrified: how will my dear readers go back an...
The other day a friend emailed me. He had read a brief article about the new musical adaptation of The Lord of Rings currently being staged (I believe) i...
Opened the notebook today on my lunch break, ready to dash off a few paragraphs before returning to work. I uncapped my pen, and I … just stared. At the page...