Today I recovered my mind twice.  The first was just not taking Ambien. I woke up at four but my head is clear, which matters most ( Read more... )

I think I am doing this partially to see how long I can go on doing this, sort of like seeing how long I can hold my breath, except somehow the opposite.  I don't honestly think anyone sane could plow through 500 words a day about someone else without being bribed.  I have been considering offering Starbucks gift cards to anyone who can answer ( Read more... )

Part of my friend Cindy's motorcycle gear is a small, fluffy, white dog in goggles, a little leather hat, and a sort of cross between a biker jacket and a gingham dress. This gets stuffed in a bag that is then strapped to her chest, and the dog puts its paws on the gas tank as they commute back and forth across the Bay Bridge. Today Cindy got a new ( Read more... )

Two days of staying up too late fixing Boris's computers has left me punchy, which in the right circumstances (such as following the Manhattan my boss bought me for lunch, to which the silly plate of domesticated salmon was just an accompaniment) can be a good thing.  Sadly, so much of what went on at work can't be repeated -- I have to respect my ( Read more... )

I was sitting at the counter at Fenton's next to where the orders come up, enjoying the feeling that I could at any moment steal someone's french fry as it passed by. Ramekins of ranch dressing started to accumulate, left behind while the waitresses scurried away with full plates of whatever ( Read more... )