stories

The important dude sat opposite me in the limo, confident and just a tad patronizing, flanked by his PR handler and the most amazingly beautiful woman I'd ever met. He was the CEO of a big multinational and I was covering his company's new product line. His only available timeslot was the early-morning drive to the airfield, so here I was, scooted in next to his grownup son.

The train was delayed--they didn't say why--so Mary and I talked about lonely. "The thing is," she began, "as long as you don't know you're lonely, you're not. But once you realize it, you'll always be lonely." I blinked at her logic. "So if I just don't think I'm lonely, I'm not, but if I do, I can't be anything else?" She smiled. "Exactly. Once you find out you're lonely, it's a permanent condition. But you learn to like it..."

It's 1:15AM, I'm wide awake and, uncharacteristically, writing this on paper. It feels odd, blogging with a pen, but then it's been an odd day. I'm stranded in a downtown hotel for the night, thanks to an unexpected snowstorm.

She didn’t tell me her name and I didn’t give her mine. She’d walked up to the bench I was sitting on at Powells Bookstore, killing time until I met a friend for dinner, and she waited until I looked up. “Are those your books? Is it OK if I move them?” She was about 50, a well-dressed blonde with [...]

Wanted to invite anyone in the PDX area (or anyone willing to brave the airlines and come out for a visit) to stop off and see the Oregon Glass Guild's exhibit at the Museum of Contemporary Craft. I helped organize the show, and it looks pretty good, if I do say so myself. The guild is also doing demos for the next five Saturday afternoons, including one on pate de verre by yours truly. Here's the schedule:

Have a small mushy moment on me...and go clean out your email. It may do wonders for your soul. I'm not kidding--that's what I did this morning, feeling just a tad sorry for myself. I noticed that my email was a mess, thousands and thousands of messages just sitting there in my various inboxes, slowing everything down and making stuff very hard to find. Zipped up to organization mode, starting putting everything into subfolders, deleting the unnecessary...and discovered I have a helluva lot to be thankful for...