Observations

The dead leaf had a perfectly round, unnatural hole in the middle of it, made by the grass aerator.

I dreamed that I met a man who played Nixon in a stage biography. He looked nothing like him. He was rail-thin, but he had that familiar gruff and booming voice. We were

The bus has come and gone, but there is a lunch-sized cooler sitting on the sidewalk waiting for someone to collect it.

If it's called cutting the cord when you cancel cable, what's it called when you cancel stream services? Damming the streaming? Blocking the stream?

I had a dream that Deborah told me not to write a blog post that she had a yellow stripe on her underwear. Then everyone would know, she said. I guess they do