May 9, 2021 I’ll melt with you I woke up this morning from my second dream about being a secret fighter in a revolution that takes place somewhere in Southeast Asia….
May 8, 2021 Hungry like the wolf I’m going to sound like an ingrate, but I’m going to take the chance. I need to get out of the United States. If…
May 8, 2021 Questions you ask yourself at 8:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning 1. Where to next? I feel like I figured out NYC. Everything now is just a repetition of something I’ve already done or seen…
April 5, 2021 I heard you all the way from here It’s 64 degrees outside today and, if you were here in my room, you’d think it was Mardi Gras. Regular people celebrate with noise….
March 20, 2021 Morning has broken Some mornings I wake up to pain. Of stretchy ligaments pressed too long in one position. Achey ribs, bent ankles and wrists. And cortisol…
March 9, 2021 Dopamine and me: thoughts on autism, dyslexia, social deficits Note: I’m reading a lot today. I didn’t cite anything on this blog post but any fact that wasn’t personal came from reading a…
February 28, 2021 Somewhere between a point and a line Fractals are about the complex dimensions that lie between the dimensions we acknowledge. A point, a line, a plane, an object… I live between…
February 26, 2021 This is how it starts 02.26.2016: The 1975 came out with their second album entitled I Love It When You Sleep For You Are So Beautiful Yet Unaware Of…
February 19, 2021 Stuck in my brain: memory, failure and paradigm shifts Yesterday I wrote about creative breakthroughs coming from unexpected places. Artists and scientists who get stuck in a dead end have learned to reverse…
February 18, 2021 Random shocks: local optimums and getting unstuck It’s a snow day. And I was feeling stuck…until I saw Matty Healy’s Instagram stories that included Brian Eno’s deck of Oblique Strategies: Here’s…
February 13, 2021 Here am I encased inside a hollow shell February 12th. A year to the day since I broke up with J. I didn’t even flinch. Or look back. I patched things up…at…
February 2, 2021 It is a good night for ghosts I woke up to a blizzard this morning. My first ever. Until you’ve lived in snow, you don’t know how quiet it can be….
January 28, 2021 The forum The search for sentient life, if I may call it that, is the result of connection so real and so rewarding that I’ve become…
January 24, 2021 Moon shots: thoughts from the salon on Marcus Garvey Last night Maddie and I discussed the planned improvements to the Port Authority bus station in Times Square. I went on a bit of…
June 5, 2020 And they’re all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same In this moment where ignorance is revealing itself, even amongst earnest allies, I want to take a minute to thank the “teachers” in my…
March 26, 2020 But it’s all right now, I learned my lesson well I say Cary Elwes was my first big crush, but I already had a thing for Ricky Nelson by that point. Afternoons in front…
February 21, 2020 You load sixteen tons, what do you get? I don’t understand people when they talk about their jobs. This isn’t a dig at people with every day jobs. It’s an observation. I…
October 20, 2019 The teaches of peaches Rainy days are a cause for celebration when one has a stocked fridge. I got home at 4:30 a.m. this morning after watching Joker…
August 18, 2019 He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother I grew up in a family of girls. Boys, therefore, were an enigma to me. Especially brothers. I studied them from afar and came…
May 14, 2019 Maps I was a lonely kid, from the outside. A small town, not a lot of nerds. But I kept myself busy. Geography was my…
May 8, 2019 The Lorenz Attractor I think I know who the last lover in Tucson will be. And it’s a good one. He taught me something once and I…
