Monthly Archives: August 2009

on monday i got the call that my pappy had died, and four hours later i was on an amtrak train, going home. we have one saying in my family about death, and that is death is weird. it’s weird. what else can you say about it? i’ve been here in the suburbs of pennsylvaniaContinue reading “notes from home”

two weeks into my vacation, and i have lost all sense of time. is it tuesday or friday? when did i go to bed last night? can i still order a bagel at 3pm? i feel like i have eleven months of pent up young urban night owl lifestyle coming through. here is a smallContinue reading “calendars are for suckers”