On Not Being Even Remotely Ashamed of Myself

I got a Facebook message this morning from someone I haven't spoken to in at least six or seven years, that suggested I should be ashamed of myself for something he thought I'd implied, maybe in something I wrote years ago, I'm not 100% sure exactly but I can make some guesses. It's a strange … Continue reading On Not Being Even Remotely Ashamed of Myself


the butterfly factory

today is halloween and the giants won and there is potentially ONE GAME LEFT IN THE WORLD SERIES.  which is great because the world series is affecting my eating and yoga schedule and increasing the amount of casual drinking i am doing to an unprecedented level.  jk/bff.  totally precedent-ed (not a word).  just not my … Continue reading the butterfly factory