For context, read Foreign Exchange – Part I, Foreign Exchange – Part II, Foreign Exchange – Part III, and Foreign Exchange – Part IV. LoveBite, the hickey machine. “It’s unthinkable not to love— you’d have a severe nervous breakdown.” – Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990) Beneath the table, I could feel the note wrinkling in my sweaty [...] Read more »
For context, read Foreign Exchange – Part I, Foreign Exchange – Part II, and Foreign Exchange – Part III. Image by John Osgood. “I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time – those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.” – Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990) It’s [...] Read more »
For context, read Foreign Exchange – Part I, and Foreign Exchange – Part II. “The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time… love lavished on absolute fools. Love’s a charity ward, you know.” – Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990) There was no doubt he was a pretty [...] Read more »
For context, read Foreign Exchange – Part I. “History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living.” – Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990) There are plenty of people who have written about the “Friend Zone” and the problems therein. There are essays by men (many, many essays), essays by women (a few), an instruction manual [...] Read more »
Image by CloudDust. “Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.” -Lawrence Durrell (1912-1990) The above is a quote from Lawrence Durrell. I’m not sure I’ve ever read anything else by him. I’m not even sure who he is or was. That wouldn’t be quite so embarrassing if it weren’t the quote situated next to my [...] Read more »
Having been gone for six months out of the year, I feel as though I’ve missed out on all the new music. So for the last week of December, I’m attempting to listen to, review, and rank nearly 70 albums that have been recommended by friends or have made best of 2008 lists. This page [...] Read more »
The flashing neon reflects on the street as we pull up. It always does when it’s this cold and every crevice in the road is iced over. I have no worries about that, though. I’ve got media on my mind. — On Wednesday, I stumbled into a strange little event called Ignite Boulder, my never-worn [...] Read more »
The moon rises over the old city in Prague. For more loony pictures of Prague, click here. It’s the eyes. Glowering, slinking ever thinner, as if she wished she were Asian. I’ve been to Asia. she doesn’t want to be Asian. “Mustard,” she snaps, her face contorted in the most hateful stare I’ve ever seen. [...] Read more »
It is pure happenstance that I’m sleeping across the way from an old man. Across the aisle, he slips his suitcase beneath the bed and pulls out a bottle of Pilsner. “Smart man,” I say, smiling and nodding at him. I’m still a little bit buzzed from Oktoberfest. “Just a few sips before bed,” he [...] Read more »
The mountains above Chiang Mai are lush and beautiful. For more aerie pictures of Thailand, click here. I awake to the sound of a rooster signaling sunrise. As I peel my eyes open, there is no difference, the darkness identical beneath my eyelids as outside. I consider getting up to watch the sunrise, but my [...] Read more »