It seems I have a job (maybe two) and will finally relocate to Philly at the end of this month!

People have tagged me a few times to participate in "25 things" and I am a bit to shy to post on Facebook, yet a bit of narcissism appeals to us all and I love reading others' tidbits; so I wrote mine below.

( Twenty-Five Facts )

( 2008 )

On the ninth I flew into Boston from Heathrow with 90kg of luggage and no return flight. An overdue reckoning of the fall's events led me to close this chapter. I'm sad to have left but aware London did not crumble as I parted. There will be time

For the yellow smoke that slides along the street ( Read more... )

A year ago, I wrote the following:

Today marks the third anniversary of the first time I kissed a girl ( Read more... )

Today I am very, very proud of my country.

1. I wonder who decided marshmallows would be cylindrical, and who determines the dimensions of mini v. standard marshmallows as well as their ratio of diameter to length ( Read more... )

The morning of 10 August, in Andover, while packing:

I turned on NPR and caught a narration of the Prodigal Son. The broadcast struck a tender chord because I compare my London life to this parable. The resonance first hit me last fall whilst researching the interplay between armature, liturgy, and pictorial representation in the Prodigal Son ( Read more... )

Back in Andover now ( Read more... )

There is a hello at the other end of each goodbye, and a goodbye follows each hello. At this point, I am no arrow, but an unassuming ferry whose ends are interchangeable to bypass turning when its destination becomes the next journey's origin ( Read more... )

23 today ( Read more... )