Coffee Snobbery

Some say I have an unhealthy affection for coffee. I have even been labeled, by some of those people, a “coffee snob” for not joining them in drinking whatever coffee-looking product is being served at the moment. And after I finish shooting poisonous darts at them with my eyes, I calmly remind them that I … Continue reading Coffee Snobbery

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Lessons in heroism from a six-year old

“I wonder why they’re called storm troopers? They don’t even make storms...” he says, staring up at me through those little glasses, his head resting on a pillow at the foot of the bed. Gavin has come to keep me company as I sit here in the bedroom, still resting and recovering from Wednesday’s surgery. … Continue reading Lessons in heroism from a six-year old

Framing The Shot :: Thoughts on our selectively public lives…

On my drive to work I passed, what appeared to be, a photo shoot on the sidewalk of a rather unglamorous road with nothing but shabby looking, overgrown grass on the other side. I gathered it was an engagement photo shoot, from the couple in dressy casual clothes, awkwardly holding each other and trying to … Continue reading Framing The Shot :: Thoughts on our selectively public lives…