Is time travel a cop-out?

Today's installment was written on this fully compatible English/Icelandic typewriter. “What is this, a lock?” Guy, a throwaway character asked, picking it up off a shelf where it served as a dutiful bookend in the mystery section. “Careful. Careful, it’s a time machine,” Susannah Fontaine-Williams said. “No, really, what is this?” he demanded, picking it... Continue Reading →

Sprung upon

The day after the Shining Star closed I went for breakfast one morning to find that the Shining Star, a greasy spoon on Amsterdam and 78th had closed. It was Saturday morning and the people I shared my life with were still in their pajamas. Signs taped in the window said goodbye and thanked everyone... Continue Reading →

Petrovsky resurfaces

Petrovsky's dog at a highway service stop. P had just gotten up to attend to an urgent matter and I was left for 17 uncomfortable minutes trying to find common ground with this  disinterested animal. Note: for best results, listen to Elmer Bernstein's The Great Escape while reading this document. A letter from my old... Continue Reading →

Playing ping pong with Steve Jobs

It was definitely Steve Jobs. Sure, Steve Jobs has been dead for years, but the person in the body was Jobs. Lean build with casual clothes loosely hanging on him. He sounded like that actor, not Peter Coyote, the other guy, who was in that movie with Russell Crowe and Guy...what’s his name. Pierce Patchett... Continue Reading →

The PowerPoint Fiasco

Do it as long as I have and you'll see a lot of PowerPoint. Bad PowerPoint. Slide after slide crammed with words, bullets, charts, and clip art. That's right. Clip art. And a presenter reading every word you see on the screen in glorious 1024 x 768 high fuzz resolution. Sometimes they get creative and... Continue Reading →

Fear of falling

In 1987, the world's human population reached 5 billion and the last of the Kauaʻi ʻōʻō (Moho braccatus) died. According to the bird's Wikipedia entry, "The last Kauaʻi ʻōʻō was male, and his song was recorded for the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. The male was recorded singing a mating call, to a female that would never... Continue Reading →

Artisanal Onion Products

It has been 14 days since my last post, and 18 since giving up passive news intake. There have been a few news leaks, but the break from information has made what does slip through seem more like snippets of a Margaret Atwood novel than news of current events. I love Margaret Atwood as much... Continue Reading →

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