Monthly Archives: September 2009

Saying “No,” or the Irrational Bounds of Choice, or…

They say that summer is a time of lethargy, for the “sun is making me numb,” the “it’s too hot to think” and “I’m 15% French and should have August off” syndrome. “They” didn’t say anything, rather, in this case,

Saying “No,” or the Irrational Bounds of Choice, or…

They say that summer is a time of lethargy, for the “sun is making me numb,” the “it’s too hot to think” and “I’m 15% French and should have August off” syndrome. “They” didn’t say anything, rather, in this case,

On Portugal, or the Merits of Global Domination

Amid my one week escape in Portugal, while everything else continued in an unadulterated go-go-go, harder-better-faster-stronger, I sat atop a bunk bed in a mediocre hostal on a quiet street of the Aussie-filled southern town Lagos. Once known as the

On Portugal, or the Merits of Global Domination

Amid my one week escape in Portugal, while everything else continued in an unadulterated go-go-go, harder-better-faster-stronger, I sat atop a bunk bed in a mediocre hostal on a quiet street of the Aussie-filled southern town Lagos. Once known as the