nostalgia
Home (away from home)
All that Google Mapping last night made me quite nostalgic. And a bit depressed.
This is where I was mugged, in Bed-Stuy, in Brooklyn. The tan townhouse, in the little front stoop area.
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This is where the handlebars fell of my bicycle, I hit a car head on, and flipped into the road, and […]
Die Matt-rosen
God I just love this song. It reminds me of exactly two things — my old roommate/friend Elizabeth Skadden and the trip I took in November 2006 to Bogota, Colombia. Both remembrances put me back to a time in my life when I was truly happy. Those endless summer nights at Barton Springs, or watching […]
The suburb of failed obscure European imports
Being unemployed means that you pay attention to useless nothingness while avoiding the actual task at hand, i.e. finding a job. So here I was, randomly Google Mapping the city of San Antonio, a place I don’t particularly care for, when I discovered a subdivision who must have had a fairly massochistic master developer. […]