Sometimes you just need a biscuit. A warm and sweetish salty one, smeared with soft butter and jam, and maybe some fruit and milky tea. Know what I mean? It’s raining in California again. Someone needs to talk to the … wait! there’s more…
Roughly 80% of my days here in California have been rainy ones. Maybe 73%. 70-80 percent, probably. Definitely. I mean, those are made up percentages, but whatever, it’s been rainy. What’s going on, California? Meanwhile, my old love, New York … wait! there’s more…
It started with a simple enough proposition. A run, Ben said, down to the Ferry Building farmer’s market. Just a short run, he said, about a mile. We can jog. A short jog, I thought, might be nice! Nice way … wait! there’s more…
Sunday was a day for tears, for long goodbye hugs, runny mascara and tear-stained t-shirts on the east coast. Monday was a day for travel, filled with taxi cabs and airplane food, cramped-up legs and some minor jet lag on … wait! there’s more…