Animal. Bigger than a breadbox. À propos de rien.
This will be a short post (as opposed to a shitpost), because while I want to mark this day I don’t intend to make a really big deal out of it. On March 8, 2020, I stopped at The Brass Rail in downtown Port Huron, Michigan, after work. I used to do that once or […]
Going to work. While the adjustment to working from home wasn’t as great for me since I’ve done it for years when I was self-employed, it was strange not to be getting ready for work and driving in to the college each morning. For months I had the strong feeling that I was playing hooky […]
