Ahead of the Room

I've been interviewing myself. It's a memoir exercise — a long set of structured questions about my own life, answered out loud while I walk, cleaned up afterward. I talk into my phone in a neighborhood in Oklahoma City like a man having an argument with nobody. What I expected was to remember things. What's … Continue reading Ahead of the Room

Day Three

Somewhere on day three I started itching to get back after it. Nothing was wrong. That's the strange part. We'd eaten well and slept in and laid around and seen genuinely beautiful things, and I was lying there feeling lethargic and vaguely dissatisfied about something I couldn't point at. It took me a while to … Continue reading Day Three

Two-Thirds Down The Page

We missed a kayak rental this morning because of something printed on a piece of paper in our room. It was there. That's the part I want to say first, because it would be easy to write this as a complaint and the complaint isn't honest. The information was in our stateroom, in a packet, … Continue reading Two-Thirds Down The Page

Left Click Or Right Click

This week I spent fifteen minutes finding a bug. Records were dropping out of a data pipeline somewhere between where they started and where they were supposed to land, and nobody could say where. Finding it meant tracing the path through somewhere between twelve and fifteen thousand lines of code. I could do that by … Continue reading Left Click Or Right Click