Playwright, poet, short novelist, director, musician, actor, armchair politico. But above all I am a man. A hopelessly inquisitive man.
Well… I’m back.
To save time, as well as the inevitable embarrassment, I didn’t look back at my blog archive to confirm when I uploaded my last post. But I can hazard a guess and say that it was December 2015. I was still living in downtown Indianapolis at the time and was driving the Pontiac (before and after the wheels…
I enjoy political conversations as much as the next person, to the extent that I sometimes find myself risking polite dinner conversation for fear that I’ll be bored out of my wits. As such, this month has been perfect for making dialogue. The Middle East…
I’m thankful for Evan Williams egg nog. Half a bottle put me to sleep for a full eight hours. It also gave me a stomachache, and I still stumbled into work this morning. I’m a humble servant dedicated to my job.