Airports I’ve been in that I recall: Alaska, Amsterdam, London’s Gatwick & Heathrow, DFW, Dallas Love Field, Midland-Odessa, El Paso, Phoenix Sky Harbor, Oakland, San Fransisco, Salt Lake City, Chicago, Houston [2], Corpus Christi, and at this point, my memory runs out. But I was never lost in those airports. In Amsterdam, I couldn’t read … Airports

I should’ve been more worried about Friday the 13th, but I wasn’t. After what the last few days have been like, I just couldn’t work myself into a frenzy. Or even a cold sweat. I did “glisten” at one point, fresh in from a work out, and I summarily got kicked out of my neighbor’s … more worried about Friday the 13th

I was going to try something different and just do the day as a series of bullet points — Pissed everyone off Neutered dog comment Dinner Country Music Coffee Skateboard Cigar Rock and Roll – 3PO Programmer Being a “Crowned Prince” of astrology and humor, maybe a court jester would be a better term, or … do the day as a series of bullet points

A year and half back, I stopped on one of the bridges on the hike and bike trail to idly chat with a nature photographer. We were discussing the life expectancy of some little baby ducks, about seven which were in the chicklet stage. Last year, all of those little ducks made it as I … A year and half back

I had dinner last night with some old family friends. It was a little different from what I’m used to because it was a true family dinner, two kids, mom and dad, and “strange” Uncle Kramer. Thankfully, I’m just known as Kramer to this group. The four year old Aries boy has it made. He’s … old family friends

I was wandering Grace’s house yesterday morning, that shell–shocked, “I’ve worked all weekend” look in my eye, and I was vaguely listening to Grace talk with her mother on the phone. I can usually cadge a free meal from her folks — Grace’s Mother’s homecooking should be legendary — and the topic of hummingbirds came … worked all weekend

As much as I love spending time in El Paso, there always seems to be a day or two that I would rather be some place else. Any place else. Doesn’t much matter. Maybe it’s the question of being at work, or perhaps it’s the “tax holiday” that’s cut into the psychic fair business. But … spending time in El Paso

The clock radio went off with the Steve Miller Band singing a song about “groove on El Paso,” which I took as a good sign. I saw the cutest departure couple at the Austin airport, in the pre–dawn gray, an elderly gentleman was obviously seeing his wife mistress? girlfriend? off, and the guy had on … …

Life on the road again, at least that’s what it is going to finally look like — I’m up at five in the morning to catch the El Paso Red Eye. Should be a very interesting weekend. I had numerous notes about yesterday, but all I really remember was it was a hot day. I … quick and dirty sex on video