8/6/12.  1000 words for book, logged.  Nice so far, this day off.  Little Kerouac upstairs naps.  And me, […]

4pm.  Last day in July.  Hot like summer’s only getting started on us.  At the Starbucks on Farmers.  […]

7:41am.  Coffee.  Little mocha mix.  Thinking of my office.  When I’m finally there, whether on Embarcadero, or in […]

As many people are, watching the olympics.  Sipping the rest of that ’08 Cab.  Looking through the pictures […]