A Desire to do Something Well, For Its Own Sake
Internet Hungary was surreal. Unlike any other conference I’ve ever spoken at. The day before it began I was met at my hotel by my driver, the Hungarian version of Vin Diesel who I was sure spent all his spare time enacting scenes from Fast and Furious 1, 2, 3,...
The Artisan Internet
Thick braids rest on each breast while her interlocking fingers are clasped seductively behind her head. With eyes nearly closed, she looks as if she is either being pleasured or on heroin. Her jeans are unbuttoned; a sultry invitation. The peasant pigtails suggest...
In Which my Grandchildren Call Me a Ruthless Murderer
It was the briefest of observations, an exchange that lasted no more than two seconds, and yet it has stayed with me ever since. CB and I were on Boston’s Silver Line, on our way to the airport, and eventually to New York City. It was, apparently, a popular day...
Fierce Haircuts from Hot Climates
Like most middle class white people my grooming habits can be a bit lacking. When stateside, I’m lucky if I get my hair cut every two months. But when I’m traveling I look for a haircut in just about every new city. It is one of the best ways, I’ve...
5:25 A.M.
For two years of my life I woke up, more often than not, at 5:25 a.m. It’s only bad when you’re not used to it. After a week of waking up before sunrise nothing could feel more normal. It’s amazing what we adapt to. Anything. My alarm was always set...Latest Photos
