Has it come to this? Am I at my nadir now? Could this be the sign I need to change, to break my addiction? Me, driving around Vero Beach at 1:30 am on Christmas night, looking for my fix? Driving into darkened parking lots, down lonely streets, checking and checking for a signal? Looking here, there, everywhere, teased by indications, fooled by phantoms, still hopeful for another hit.
Yes, I have a problem, I have an addiction. I am a WiFi addict.Read More
What is there to do at Christmas time in Vero Beach? After you’ve recovered from your 26-hour home-flight oddssey, talked with Mom and Dad, caught up with your brothers and sisters, listened to your Grandparent’s same stories and dodged all those “We’re ready for grandkids” comments, where do you go?Read More
My ass is flat. I’m only one third the way to Florida and my ass is already flat. It’s flat from the book I’ve sat on for the last three hours. The book I need to sit at this desk correctly, so I can type like mad during my layover at Charles du Gaulle airport. I’m a WiFi addict, and need my fix.Read More
The night began with the last-minute email from Amy that says there is a par-tay at Cafe Citron, a Latin-themed bar favored by the hotties for its cheap and tasty mojitos. She’s celebrating a promotion and work, and me, happy with a new Geekcorps program contract, am ready to make the night right.
Downstairs, I find Amy and crew on the second drink, mellowing form the daily grind. Think I should catch up quickly, I spy the sangria pitcher pour at the bar and try to get my own sampling. If only!
Every year I wait for it, dream of it, yearn for it, the best house party in the DC metro area. Yeah, better than any that you’ve ever thrown, or even gone to around here, ever. What party could be this good? So hot I’m willing to cross the Potomac on freezing cold nights? That I’ve been known to beg for? Only the Todd Boss Annual Thanksgiving House Party!Read More
Outta my way Grandma, move aside little girl, its Black Friday at the King of Prussia Mall and I need me some deals! I’ve already checked out the deals on BF2005.com and I studied the KoP Mall floor plan online, so I know where I’m going. Oh and I’ve lived in Russia and China, I know how to use elbows in a crowd and I will run you over.Read More
Sometimes I even get the multimedia upgrade. A while back I gave an interview to BBC Radio’s “Up All Night”, which was quite interesting in that it was live late night in the UK and mid-drink-a-thon in DC. Breaking from the bar, I gave a quite lucid interview even though I was hunkered down in a schoolyard play set, trying to stay dry from the rain and shield the phone from the sounds of fire truck sirens seemingly converging on my setup.
Recently, I’ve got the TV Holy Grail. First it was a two minute interview on the BBC News that was so quick I didn’t get a chance t record the session. I did wander around the office enough for a photograph in the BBC DC studio. That background – its fake.
Help me. I’ve been here a year now, hanging out in this living room, never used and only abused. Abused with plants, coats, umbrellas and such, hanging from me, but never once touched the right way. Nope, never cared for, never noticed, he ignored me, even cheated on me, even used another instead of me. Now he too has gone, leaving me alone, forlorn, and destined for the Dumpster if not saved soon. Would you be for me?Read More
It raining outside, no make that pouring cold rain that tormented Jin and I as we drove here from DC. Here would be St. Philip & James Catholic Church in Baltimore, where Jin and I are attending a wedding. Don’t worry, I’m not getting married, I did that already, and divorced too.Read More
Jason Christopher Hartley goes to Iraq Around a year ago, Time magazine did a profile on influential bloggers, and named a few websites that were up and coming. One of the pick stood out not so much for its topic (Iraq) or its angle (soldier’s viewpoint) but for the cheeky…Read More