Month: August 2011

  • Dear James

    Dear James: You are the real reason I came on this visit to the States. It’s been awesome seeing my friends in the Bay Area and Seattle and Miami, and I have had lots of fun catching up with them, but the whole point of this trip is you and your entry into the world…

  • I Didn’t Stay

    The Cloud Room isn’t the Cloud Room anymore—it’s painted a sort of forest-y green now and has a lot more furniture in it as a guest room than it did back when I lived here, what feels like ages ago. I’m staying at the Blue House for one of my Seattle nights but it just…

  • Confusion Re: The International Date Line

    The first thing that happened was that I thought the pilot had got the day wrong when he said, “It’s Saturday the 13th, 10:15 a.m.,” just as I was congratulating myself on a very easy trans-Pacific flight. “Wait, did he get that wrong?” I worriedly asked the guy sitting next to me. “Is that possible?”…

  • Wellyversary

    Last night I celebrated my five years in Wellington with a gig at the limiest-green dive bar in Wellington, where the owner happens to be a friend of a friend and where I see shows all the time. I’ve been planning this for months, referring to it as my Wellyversary: two friends’ bands played, some…

  • Five Years

    I don’t even remember anything that’s happened since the last time I wrote, man. I am never home and when I am home all I want to do is put my laundry in or make sure I have enough Greek yogurt for tomorrow’s lunch and to wash my face and brush my teeth and go…