This was a Ray Bradbury story we read in grade school. I think the theme of the story is the infinite cruelty in man, specifically, children. It takes place on a planet where the sun only comes out once every… Read More ›
thoughts
You Don’t Have To Go Away To Go Somewhere
That’s easy to say after four months off. We’ve been given the gift of zen and insight now, without the distraction of work. The mind requires a certain about of stress though, and fabricates its own if you don’t feed… Read More ›
White Space
I got my foot stuck on the baby gate earlier this week and went down on my side, yielding a bruise the size of a small country. It is hard being empathetic: while it gives you the appearance of emotional… Read More ›
Famous Last Words
My mom’s older brother Dave had a dream the night before my grandfather died. In the dream his sister, who had died from a heartattack, was in a car trying to warn Dave about something. Dave contacted the family the… Read More ›
The Stars Are Projectors
Tomorrow we fly to Dublin, then drive across the island to Ballyvaughan, Burren. We chose not to make hotel reservations for most of our stay, so we can be flexible and stop wherever we want. We’ll be driving stick, on… Read More ›
Ye Olde Photographs
We said last night my mom’s dining room is like your favorite bar: it has an old banquette table in the corner, below windows overlooking a cobblestone street, and a Bavarian-style chandelier overhead. Between the warm lighting and the wine,… Read More ›
Bill Pearse 