Fly With Me

“To know me you have to fly with me.” -Walter Kirn’s “Up In the Air” The time it takes to taxi builds an unsettling suspense, and when we suddenly pick up speed and the ground starts to fall away below me my stomach ends up somewhere near my bladder.  We are now suspended in the … Continue reading →

The Post-Apocalyptic Drunk Bounty Hunter Mechanic From New Orleans

I had a dream last night about a drunkard in post-apocalyptic New Orleans who gave me car advice and needed more beer to get sober. What did YOU dream about? Continue reading →