Rare is the morning when I can just sit down and start working. I check web comics first; I look at Tumblr, Flickr and Facebook. I tweet a twittle. I try to get my mind running and engaged. I attempt to care about life enough to motivate my working. What does it take? Sometimes, a [...]
This post tonight is sponsored by my dear, sweet blood: the Montañita mosquitoes are small and light and nearly invisible. They love my feet, and WiFi is only available out in the main courtyard here. Devastating. Eric arrived one day late, on Friday; his bags have still not arrived. Midday before his arrival, I was [...]
I wrote the following in my journal on April 1st, 2010, while flying from Santa Cruz, Bolivia to Buenos Aires, Argentina. I offer no other commentary, well, here: I think it's neat. How wondrous to watch the shadow of one's own airplane slip across the fields and homes below. How can I guess what effect [...]
On Sunday January 3rd, I received a totally reasonable haircut from—get this—the Supercuts in North Beverly, across the street from Texaco and the 128 on-ramp. Oh, life! On the morning of January 4th, I waited in the Miami airport and ate guava pastries. Brittney had arrived back in San Francisco that morning from Hawaii to [...]
I arrived in Santa Cruz de la Sierra late late on February 5th, or perhaps early early on February 6th. By three in the morning, I had completed a visa application, paid $135 US, collected my luggage and gained entry into Bolivia. My dear cousins Sergio (Ovando d'Avis) and Yovana (Ovando Eterovic) were waiting patiently [...]
I miss the sunset, and the sundowners. I miss the surfing, and I miss two sundowners. And I'm sorry, Ashleigh, but the mustache was brilliant, and I miss that, too. We Grupo Did It, Grupo Do-It. Hold me, Eric, and tell me we can always go back.
I am pictured above on the morning of my departure from the United States, on January 4th, 2010. My mother took this photograph in our house in Hamilton, Massachusetts. I appear to have many possessions with me—two bags-full, in fact—and such is true. I had to choose those items such as socks, shirts, books, electronics, [...]
