Month: May 2012
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Fifty shades of another stupid list
I’m in one of those phases where I have so much stuff to do and so many different projects, I can’t really sit down to any one of them. And this blog is one of them, and I always want to update, but have nothing cohesive to say, just a bunch of random stuff, so…
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Death and Facebook
I found out last night that an old friend of mine from college died of a brain aneurysm, right after her 40th birthday. She’s someone I lost touch with for twenty years, and then just found on Facebook, so there’s this weird temporal distortion around the friendship. We only exchanged a few messages, compressing two…
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I am back
I am back. My luggage is not. It might be on a plane from Frankfurt, Germany to here, or it might be sitting on some Lufthansa baggage conveyor somewhere in Germany. I will probably see it this weekend, and it’s no big deal, aside from the inability to wash two weeks of dirty laundry. We…
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Berlin
It’s two in the afternoon, and it’s an absolutely wonderful day outside in Berlin, 79 degrees and sunny. And of course, I’m sitting inside, looking out the window and listening to the traffic at Potsdamer Platz. But I did walk about six miles today, so I don’t feel too bad about it. We had a…
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Nuremberg
It’s my second-to-last day in the Bavarian city of Nuremberg, and it’s something like seventy degrees outside, but I’m in the hotel, looking out a huge window at the sun, listening to birds chirp, and editing a book I hope to get published by June, although I just realized that’s in eleven days, so given…
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London
I’m now in Nuremberg, after a rough travel day yesterday. Here’s a general brain dump in bulleted list format on my short stay in London: I thought London would be a lot like New York, except darker. I actually liked London more than Manhattan for a few reasons: It isn’t as dense or vertically packed,…
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Things I Found In Storage Today
When I moved to Oakland in 2009, I rented a storage locker in this old warehouse that always reminds me of that scene at the end of Indiana Jones, and has the smell of a place where the Ark of the Covenant is probably packed away and forgotten. I’d been shuffling around boxes of stuff…
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Bigger, Faster, Dumber
I did something the other day I haven’t done since July of 09. I rode my bike. Not a lot, maybe a mile or so around the neighborhood, a quick shakedown cruise after wiping off three years of junk from the frame and hitting the chain with some oil. I’ve been away from the little…