The air is cold again. There are leaves on the streets. I'm reading Bradbury's The October Country collection and drinking a pot of coffee instead of an energy drink or two. I'm in a button-down and a sweater, and am even wearing socks indoors ( Read more... )

I suppose not many people read this anymore, and given the infrequent nature of my posts I can't blame them. My last post here got a single response. It was a Russian porn-bot ( Read more... )

The summer before last, I was working at a very large and somewhat understaffed recreational program that took place in a school in Northern Virginia. As is frequently the case with such groups, most of the kids were pretty nice, and a few were really exceptional, and a few were troublesome. One of the troublesome children, let's call him C, ( Read more... )

Barbasol is really, really good shaving cream. Also cheap. I am impressed with this stuff. Best shave of my life, seriously.

Also, Tucker and Sarah's wedding was lovely.

and I will be okay.

I got soaked on the way to my car, got to work and left immediately to go buy slippers.

Later, on the way home from dropping my car off, I walked through some water mixed with terrible things and so I showered because I did not want sewage in whatever open pores or wounds are on me.

Who am I kidding?

But then I haven't had much going on. Biking to work as often as I can ( Read more... )

I am no longer a human who is surprisingly good at unicycling for being a human. I am now a unicyclist who is surprisingly shitty at unicycling for being a unicyclist.

Do you or someone you know want to live in Annapolis ( Read more... )

The Sloan's party was amazing. Like, good enough that it was probably worth the six hours of driving ( Read more... )

I got my health insurance card in the mail, and my first paycheck. To celebrate (and because it was a sweet deal on Craigslist), I bought a unicycle ( Read more... )