Bo is fifteen minutes late. I’m getting restless because I’m only in L.A. a few days and there are things I want to do before I go back to the frozen tundra that is Minnesota this time of year. The jet lag is slowly creeping in but it won’t really take effect until a few... Continue Reading →
A Day In A Chinese Hospital
My alarm goes off, another Sunday morning beginning at the crack of dawn. In a haze, I walk to the bathroom for my morning ritual. I'm caught off guard when I take a piss that doesn't feel normal. I don't think much of it. Maybe the spaghetti bolognese I ate last night had old tomatoes... Continue Reading →