Last night's adventure had all the ingredients of a "buddy" dream, one that often steals elements of different people in real life that I'm attracted to into one amalgam along with the conceit that I've known this person for a long time ( Read more... )

By now, it has become pretty obvious tome that I have something of a nest-feathering fetish. Nothing delights me so much as putting down roots in a different place, in a different part of the country and creating a home there. That's been the pattern with the house in Virginia, my kitchen remodel in Brooklyn and now the studio in Connecticut. I ( Read more... )