I have a cold right now. It’s nothing major, just annoying. Yesterday I took two antihistamines and fell asleep on the couch. I woke up to something oddly familiar… Jerry Springer on the TV! I have never heard such sweet poetry to my ears. I’ve been in Paris for 6 weeks now and starting to… Continue reading Jerry Springer in Paris
I’m writing this while on the Eurostar to London for a few days of meetings. The train is flying past small towns in France on its way to Calais and a big hole we know as the Chunnel. It’s a nice journey, I think this is the fourth time I’ve made this trip. The Paris… Continue reading On the road again
I was riding up the escalator and decided to grab the camera. It’s not the most exciting footage ever.
I’m reminded of a few lines in “Hedwig and the Angry Inch.” Hedwig is commenting about the day after his sex change operation. “I woke up the next morning And I was bleeding down there. My first day as a woman And it was already that time of the month” It’s my first week as… Continue reading My first Transit Strike in Paris