Monthly Archives: December 2004

In the next hour or so, I’m off to Richmond to meet my aunt and uncle for lunch before heading off to the airport. Here’s hoping there’ll be no lasers pointed at cockpits, no baggage losses, no sick-ins of airport employees, airplanes running off of runways, terrorist attacks, blizzards, or scary Customs agents to face. […]

I’m in the middle of reading Elmer Gantry, a satiric novel by Sinclair Lewis. Written in 1927, this novel follows the life of a traveling evangelist — reveling in his hypocritical glories of saying one thing from the pulpit, and living another vision altogether. So far, it’s scathing (and I love it). Even though it […]

I’m going to smuggle my mom’s cat in my carry-on bag, tomorrow. JJ is one lovely kitty — whilst a little high maintenance in his cuddlings (as in, laying on top of your stomach so it’s nearly impossible to type or read your book). He’s almost as bad as Colby, sans the biting everything in […]

Me and my dad. (please note the new Wonder Woman teeshirt and lightening bolt earrings)


Speaking of reality, how’s this for you? Here are two new reality tv shows coming out soon: PBS’s documentary The Congregation — a film about the United Methodist church, and a minister’s struggles with her congregation. It’s on PBS tonight at 9:30. From the website: THE CONGREGATION, a new cinema vérité documentary by Alan and […]

Homeward Bound Paul Simon I’m sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev’ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band. Homeward bound, I wish I was, Homeward bound, Home where my thought’s escaping, Home […]