Notes from the saddle, the kitchen, and Bozeman.
Trip reports and Bozeman politics.
A Short Narration
It becomes an obsession. Becomes an obsession. An Obsession. Obsession. Narrated in a deep and raspy voice, haggard almost:—How did I end up here, living in the future? I’ve said this before: maybe a dozen times to some. And yet…
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It happens every once in a while that, listing to a song I’ve heard a hundred times, I’ll suddenly be struck by it profundity.…
Avoiding Homework…
This might be the first time this semester that I’ve posted here simply because, well, if I wasn’t posting, I wouldn’t have a good…
Bangkok Marathon
After months of training, my roommate Josh ran the Bangkok marathon this morning. He ran very well (especially considering that this is his first…
To Do With Nothing
Here’s a random, vacuous post for ya: I was arrested (heh) by a most interesting sensation today. Stealing wireless internet outside the Dome building…