Hallucigenia
I stood next to the GraniTight™-topped island in my kitchen, procrastinating over a cup of coffee by considering the spurious nature...
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Musings
The Carafe
Alexandra was leaning up against balustrade for the laminated bamboo stairs...
...in the beginning
35 years... The first guitar I ever picked up belonged to my father. I can't remember for certain, but I don't think he even knew how to play a single chord on it, tune it, or why he had it. The image of it is clear to me today... pale…
The Regurgitation Explanation
2010, the year of the exploding appendix. a story of optimism.