Monthly Archives: March 2003

I just had a dream that I flew to NYC without telling anyone. I got to Nick’s apartment building just as David was leaving for work. We passed each other in the hallway and said hi. I went up to … Continue reading →

I wish I could be more eloquent, now that the war has started. I guess I feel a little deadened, desensitized. It’s like Steven said to me last night when we were chatting online: this war feels like an act … Continue reading →

Now more than ever I hope that Michael Moore wins for “Bowling For Columbine.” His is the only speech I truly want to hear.

I would like to apologize for some negative comments I made recently about Norwood Park. While it’s true I’ve encountered plenty of doors slamming in my face since I’ve been working in that neighborhood, that’s not the case in every … Continue reading →