Clapping My Hands and Saying Yeah
Last night, probably technically this morning, for about one hour on the I-5, the west coast’s most beloved freeway, I reached that sort of fulfillment that can only come around, so I guess, if your brain is literally drowning in seratonin. Call it what have...
Staccato Signals of Constant Information
Just a couple days ago I was having a very bad day in what seems like a year of plenty of bad days. Around two in the afternoon I was full of anger, anxiety, and other adjectives beginning with A. But I still had to go to work. Work doesn’t care about bad days....Una Pregunta para Mis Lectores
Mis estadísticas de Feedburner y WordPress se muestran que los posts en español de este weblog tienen bastantes lectores pero los únicos que dejan comentarios son Latinos de los Estados Unidos y los mismos que dejan comentarios en mis posts escritos en inglés. Me...Nombre
Es obvio que estoy pasando demasiado tiempo leyendo blogs. Hace unos días tuve un sueno (casi nunca recuerdo mis sueños) que estaba en un país Africano y acabó de empezar una guerra civil. Estuve acompañado por mi novia, Laura, pero la cosa demasiada rara es que...iPod the Fish
You may have noticed that my murderous threats towards oceanographic graduate students are really nothing more than filibuster as I stall on my post about Cuba and the realizations it delivered to me. The reason/excuse I haven’t yet posted about Cuba is that...Latest Photos
