Category: Wishful Thinking

Hail the New Roommate

Hail the new roommate! Bow before Edward, for indeed he is mighty and tall as the oak tree. Alas, our bathroom and kitchen facilities are tiny and cramped. I wish the apartment was more worthy of his commanding presence. So begins the slow process of acclimatizing yet another West Coast Man to the joys and […]

M@B Scripts My Day

My whole day so far feels like it’s been scripted by Matthew Blackett. Some examples: I was in the kitchen with the window open. Below, a red convertible was playing classical music really loud. I yelled down, “Ralph Vaughan-Williams! Nice!” The driver gave me a thumbs-up. My roommate left to go to the gym. One […]