From the legacy archive
Every once in a while, I get a rash of ex’s and old friends trying to contact me. They usually come in threes, so I’ll wait to report the rest. I guess that’s a downfall of having the same phone number for my entire adult life.
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.
