Was in the shower, thinking about life and my current state in it. Remembered a series of arguments with a family member. Unsurprisingly, I started audibly talking back, as if I would finally win. As if I could explain myself better and we’d reach a consensus. L’esprit de l’escalier stuff. Y’all. Now I’m like that …
Category Archives: Journal
Fifth Space
There is an opportunity for me to chase this weird dream, but I shouldn’t do it. For decades I’ve adored this urbanist ideal of living in an apartment above a shop in a busy stretch of the city, where I am in the thick of it, making a home in a bustling zone of commerce …
Weak Valves
I think of all the greatness that will never be, because the urge to create is so easily satisfied. A thought at the kitchen sink can be hastily reworded into a funny quip and crossposted onto the timeline, half-baked, incomplete, a good laugh, and then it’s gone. All the Buckowskis of the world never to …
Wins
Tonight, at the cafe and the bar, I posted a handful of W’s. I find my role in this world to be similar to Tyrion Lannister in GOT, in that my job in this society is that I drink and I know things. My purpose, generally, is to be a talk show host and to …
Twenty-Six
Austin, Texas. 26 YEARS. It’s a minor anniversary, but I have to celebrate something, right? Taking the day off. Slept in (set alarm for 10). Went to The Omelettry for breakfast, because it’s been forever and I can’t stand weekend brunch crowds. It’s still funky, and I recognize some of the crayon egg drawings pinned …