I don’t know why I’m afraid to fly back to my home where I know I’ll be all right I never could quite say how you made me feel the way you always did but kid, I’d never treat you…
Tag: A Day in the Life
This is Your Life.
“The memories fade like looking through a fogged mirror decision to decisions are made and not bought but I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot I guess not Control yourself take only what you need from it.” -Allison Weiss (via…
The UMBC Redemption
The 2002 American Parliamentary Debate Association (APDA) National Championship at the University of Maryland, Baltimore County (UMBC) was one of the great highs and lows of my life. It marked the culmination of my competitive debate career and a turning…
Under Water
The rain has taken a turn for the decidedly more aggressive today, pounding on the roof and walls, making the sounds of dripping and splashing even more ubiquitous than they already were in my little corner of Highland Park. There…
The Drops that Fall Sideways
Walking home from the soup kitchen this afternoon, it had started to rain lightly to moderately as I traversed the lonely streets of New Brunswick. The crowd was thin throughout, most preferring to slog through midday drizzle in the stressful…
Jersey, But Briefly
It’s hard to believe that I’m already in the process of counting down to my longest trip to New Mexico in nearly a decade. In just a shade over a week, I’ll be winging my way westward to spend almost…
WikiLeaks and the Decline of American Impunity
The greatest American hero may not even be an American. It is hard to overestimate the importance of WikiLeaks, already perhaps the most controversial website in the history of the relatively fledgling Internet. If you’ve been near any source of…
Phil’ ‘Em Up
Not much to say today except that I’ve concluded the day after Thanksgiving may be far better than the day of. No, not because of the shopping. I’m not sure I’m going to buy (or accept) any gifts this year.…
Happy? Thanksgiving!
It’s my first Thanksgiving in Philadelphia since 1998, wherein I stayed with my friend Kate and I met her rollicking family and quotations for the ages were first coined. I’m friends with Kate again, after a bit of a hiatus,…
Turnpike
“Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike they’ve all gone to look for America” -Simon & Garfunkel, “America” My new Allison Weiss CD and I rolled up for an early venture into Philadelphia this evening, carrying plenty of board…