An abandoned airfield in Brooklyn is the most surreal place Janet and I have camped. After twelve days in a high rise in Jersey City, hitting the road felt like…

  One can only hope we are each heading off to greener pastures. A man named Dan who is about my age bought Janet Weiss earlier this month, and took…

In this case it literally did come après nous. To New Jersey. All I could think of was drying out Janet’s pop top. If I fold it down wet, it…

Soul sickness counts for a sick day, or should. I have not called in sick for over six months, since I started my job, and I do not receive paid…