the middle of the night. a stir in bed is the first thing i sense. the dogs waking up. nicole tapping me.
“meh,” i uttered, offering acknowledgement.
“someone’s buzzing at the door,” she said. as if to confirm, the door buzzer went off again. chloe barked. charlet bounced. i twisted […]

i’m glad i finished the extended tales of our honeymoon. however, as i was writing, i couldn’t help but feel that the nature of those posts was extremely narcissistic. at least, enough to cause me a little discomfort. of course, i harbor no expectation that everyone (or anyone) must read my verbose […]

it was some insane early time in the morning and we were dragging our extremely heavy bags down the pier at venice. we stuffed them onto a bus and boarded. we planned to take the public transportation (vaporetti) to the hotel, since we had no desire to pay all that money for a […]