This is one of those days that demands you kick caution, cares, and chores to the curb. If I had work to do, this'd be the day I said "F**k it." If I had an office to show up at, this'd be the day I called in sick. In short, I was exactly where I wanted to be, doing exactly what I was supposed to ... View Post
Rob and I aren't normal texters. Our messages tend to be unscrupulous, adventitious, and totally bizarre. We don't actually accomplish much in the way of meaningful communication: words of affection, schedule checks, or attempts at coordination. Mostly, we talk about how badly we have to pee in ... View Post
[Reading on the porch in a pair of massive bell bottom cords with coffee from Strawberry Street.] So far, I'd say the hardest thing is the time difference. What a trip! Since I am so accustomed to waking up alone, shuffling into the living room and peering around the doorway angrily at you and ... View Post
[Matt & Chris executing brilliance at the Modlin Center at U of R. Last time I was in this room was for a sexual harassment seminar freshman year. This was infinitely more important.] Sometimes I love music so much I want to poke a hole in it, put my mouth up to it and suck it in like a tick. ... View Post
[La Jolla trees on a misty morning.] I was taking the trash out---one of the first times I've done so since we moved here, as Rob tends to adopt certain tasks while I others---and I saw a sweet little calico kitty rolling around in a spot of sun on the sidewalk. I was just upstairs with a bit of a ... View Post