I need to start carrying my camera with me at all times again. I haven't taken a decent photograph in forever. Soon I will reduced to taking snapshots of myself solemnly brushing my hair. Lame.
Work has been pretty sweet lately. I went from having my own office in a shitty building to having my own cubicle in a brand new three-story complex, so that's a trade I can feel like I broke even on.
My book on Gunther Howell, the first person to die at Disney World, is in the rewriting phase and my editor, Jill, feels confident that we've got a winner on our hands.
Also, I've taken up a new hobby. Auctioneering.
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