Category archives: cogitations
Allow me a desperate moment here, please…
I’ve somehow fallen for a librarian. Marian. Well, it could be her name. There’s a small chance. And an even tinier chance that she’s thought of me. $2.20 for a few late DVDs and a book. This happens constantly; I’m… continue reading »
Cinema coincidence?
I went and saw “Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy” over the weekend and wasn’t disappointed. Purposeful camera work showcasing the gaunt, shadowed faces of the spy world, top-notch acting chops by Gary Oldman et all, and a haunting musical score. Alas,… continue reading »
Call and response
This is the very definition of a desperate email: To my New York friends- This is a long shot, but do any of you possess an unclaimed Columbia rain jacket? I may have left it behind during my visit. It… continue reading »
2011 -> 2012
Dear readers, I type this with blood flowing freely onto my white keyboard. 2012 has killed, the prime suspect of introducing my right index finger to a can of BPA-free black beans. I think we can agree that this has… continue reading »
Ulcerific
To those IRL (in real life), I’ve been gone two weeks. But to you, dear readers, I’ve been gone a whole month. My flight back to the doldrums was no cakewalk. 90 minutes aloft, in what resembled the agitating action… continue reading »