For Nora

Last year I adopted a dog, or rather – a dog adopted me. That’s what people say, and it sounds all cute, but people who say things like “We didn’t find him, he found us!” happened to adopt a baller German Shepard mix that came toilet trained and had the vocabulary and diction of Edgar […]

What Is This Life, Part Deux

The other week so many cosmic clusterfucks happened that I couldn’t help but to stop and expel one of my favorite questions out loud to exactly no one at all: “What IS this life?” Nearly two years ago, in this very same blog, I pondered that profound inquiry (read that entry here) I was 27-years-young […]