Author Archives: DAK

I don’t really understand how Americans can be optimistic about marriage and children. It’s possible, even probable, that it won’t work out, but you do it anyway. I don’t get it. We don’t idealize family life. We never had a … Continue reading →

Is there anybody…out there? -Pink Floyd Riding in to work today, absorbing the smell of watered asphalt drying in the sun, brought me back to both olden tymes and days of yore, when we were playing in the street, doing … Continue reading →

I never realized how difficult logrolling was until reading about it from JR. It always seemed to me that it would be pretty straightforward: get on a log, roll it. Apparently, there’s all these other ephemeral concepts like athleticism and … Continue reading →

So, I saw Radiohead last night. Two words: awesome. Tara was also there if I recall correctly, though it’s hard to remember what with all the strange smelling cigarette smoke floating around. The best part, in my opinion, was the … Continue reading →

Have you ever seen a picture of yourself sleeping? I always find them fascinating for a couple of reasons: – You will never be able to see yourself like that through your own eyes. It’s a facial aspect that you … Continue reading →

Water is weird. In looking down into my cup, I see very little of interest going on with the water. It just kind of sits there inert, lets light pass easily threw it without a fight, doesn’t bubble, gurlge, or … Continue reading →

A friend of mine on running her first marathon: You know I did a marathon this past weekend in Stockholm, right? What an awesome experience! It actually started raining (+hail!) 3 hours into the run, which made things all the … Continue reading →

I do not know my next-door neighbor. I’ve lived here for almost a year, and have never said more than “hey”, or done the ubiquitous guy-nod, should I ever pass him on the stairs. I wouldn’t recognize him in a … Continue reading →

Last night, sitting on my porch, swinging in the hammock, playing with the lit citronella candle and a stick that had as recently as 5 minutes ago been a handle for a popsicle, I discovered something: Popsicle sticks don’t like … Continue reading →

I’ve not been doing anything too terribly Bloggable as of late, or so it would seem. I did however, by a hammock last week. That means that time otherwise spent out amongst humanity has been instead spent in a recumbent … Continue reading →