For family, friends, and the curious, I’m posting some selections from my camera roll from last month’s trip to London.…
Earlier today, I Googled the proper spelling of the (ahem) colloquial Italian phrase “Che cazzo?”, a phrase that translates as…
On the evening of our first day in London, we passed by Nelson Mandela’s bust and played the first verse…
We weren’t quite sure how jet-lagged we’d be when we landed in London on the morning of Saturday, June 11th,…
My move from Toronto to Florida — a little over eight years ago now — forced me to really apply a rule I try…
Last night was just a tropical storm and not a hurricane, but Nebraska Avenue south of Sligh — not a tiny…
I rather like the encouraging message printed on the side of the box for the microphone stand I ordered (it…
Four years ago today, I was flying into Washington, DC to both attend and give presentations at RWDevCon, a conference…
To celebrate our seventh anniversary, we took a a Thursday-to-Sunday road trip to St. Augustine. We had a great time,…
Wait — people ask for refunds for darkness? Here’s the text of the poster, with all its oddly abitrary capitalization…