From the legacy archive
The Willy St Fair indicates the end of summer every year, in my eyes.. and that indication came yesterday. I had my first falafel and kicked myself for not having one sooner. Now I’m hopping on the fried chickpea bandwagon. Yum.
You’ve found the legacy blog. It’s twenty-some years of writing, in roughly the state I left it. Spacer GIFs, old jokes, posts that did not age well; some of it is fine, some of it is a basement. I keep it online because the work was real, and because deleting old posts would feel like editing my own past.
If you’d rather see current writing, the writing page is the right door.
