After I got that box of glowing Apple TV happiness, I no longer needed the Airport Express Base Station. Thinking I’d help someone out, I offered it for sale to my co-workers at a cut rate price. The Pusher Man stepped in and offered to buy it from me. Some cash with a handful of […]
The smell of apples seeps under the bedroom door. For weeks, hundreds of apples have sat in brown paper bags on the kitchen floor. This morning, coddling moth larvae hung from the kitchen counter on silken strings. Trying to hold on to summer, a worm clutches my finger, he clings. A strong flick of the […]
At one time, Big Game hunters travelled the world to pit their rifles, determination, and cold hard cash against wild animals. During the middle of the 20th century, the image of the Big Game hunter made a splash into popular media–showing up even in an episode of The Twilight Zone. The thrill of the hunt, […]
Sitting on my desk is a cup of coffee. It’s Peet’s coffee in a mug with an image of Gauguin’s painting “The Swineherd, Brittany”. The pastoral image shines brightly, warmly. I wanted the image to reflect my personality when I bought it back in 1993. Or at least, how my personality shined after the first […]
Hot, quick, mulled with brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg, served stiff and firm with buttered toast at 6 AM— just before leaving for Camporee. My father’s long, tired face, punctuated by a crooked smile that was crimped on by a long graveyard shift, looks on with satisfaction while his son finishes a bowl of oatmeal.