Odd dreams I've had somewhat recently, that I feel I should record somehow. Around half a year ago, I had a dream that my mind was somehow, Timequake-style perhaps, transferred to the body of some …

Thoughts from the Puja (Brunching style): For the first time in my life, I'm seriously questioning the existence of God. Is incense smoke carcinogenic? How much? More or less than cigarette or beedi smoke? Was …

Kurt Vonnegut, Bertrand Russell, Star Trek, Martin Gardner, The Smiths, Big Tobacco, Angel, Robert Browning. So today I finished Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut. Sure, I also packed a great deal for the St. Petersburg trip, …

Today -- not much. Shopped and otherwise prepared for the Russia trip, took a long nap, reread Go Jump in the Pool! by Gordon Korman, e-mailed a bit, read some of The Age of Kali …

A tiny little litany of what I've done today. I played mini-golf with Steve/holeburning, the second person in two days to drive down from the SanFran Bay Area to come see me in scenic Stockton. …

So much fun yesterday! An all-day Fun Session with Leonard made Stockton more bearable, despite the fact that it was Expletive-Gerund Hot. So we played miniature golf at Golfland. He beat me narrowly. We both …

What else is there to do in Stockton, California, but write diary entries and emails, delay learning more Russian, get scared at travel advisories, read the work of dead white guys, and complain about the …

All of a sudden, I have a sense of style. No, it's not sudden. It's just surfacing. I hesitate to either say that it has sprouted, or that I was pushing its head down with …

I'm racing against a clock to clean, which I really don't want to do. Er, that is to say, I have to clean my apartment by the end of the day. But there is some …

I have very little right to accuse anyone of "selling out." But a throwaway parody bit on the topic still touches me. I'm not a baby boomer. I'm in college right now. And as such, …