March 2012
& hello.
i haven’t written in this thing in years it feels like. and that’s stupid. just plain effing stupid.
right now, i’m typing this from the hyatt regency in buffalo, new york. fran is snoring next to me. remote control in his hand. tv still on. we’ve driven eight hours from boston and driving through to chicago. we bought a house in chicago. it’s an old soda pop...
