The Cutting Edge

I've always loved gadgets. I like to read about the newest advances in gizmos and watch videos detailing their functionalities and doodads. When the Kindle was first announced, I pored over the specs, watching every available video. I followed the iPad and, to a greater degree, the Courier, Microsoft's now cancelled tablet PC. But I … Continue reading The Cutting Edge

The Robot Menace

We all have different notions about what the future will be like, about what our world will be like. For some us, the Future will be signified by an ushering in of newer and better technology; whether it's hover cars, molecule-sized computer, genetically engineered monstrosities or, in my case, robots. For whatever reason, robots mean … Continue reading The Robot Menace

Throwing Away the Past

I've been doing a lot of cleaning, a lot of throwing things away and I'm once again amazed at how much shit I've managed to accumulate over the years. Just going through my desk alone, I've found papers that I've been holding onto since elementary school: recipes for fake glass, notes to chemistry class, English … Continue reading Throwing Away the Past

Diversions

I've never been good at hobbies. Maybe I should elaborate on that a bit. I've never been good at maintaining hobbies. My attention span doesn't really allow for it. I'll become heavily invested in something for several months, burying myself in the minutia of whatever it happens to be. The history, what's currently going on, … Continue reading Diversions

The World is Miserable, Solid All the Way Through

I've always wanted to blur the lines between fiction and reality, just the tiniest bit, just enough to make a reader turn and stare a little harder at the dark around them, wondering if there might be something lurking there. I've always had an extremely overactive imagination, but it's always based in reality. I scared … Continue reading The World is Miserable, Solid All the Way Through

Ye Olde Bostontownne

One of the things that makes Boston so attractive to me is its age. I'm always drawn to old things, ancient things that have a history that goes back to the before. Ancient Roman coins, 19th century novels, and 17th century cities: they spark something inside me. I can imagine the people that have walked … Continue reading Ye Olde Bostontownne