Spitzer cries uncle
Wednesday, November 28th, 2007And discovers that the Creative Class was in his own backyard all along.

Central New York
And discovers that the Creative Class was in his own backyard all along.
Ghosts, zombies, time travel and PORN.
Can’t we just hibernate our way to energy conservation?
A mini review and thoughts on Limbo: Blue-Collar Roots, White-Collar Dreams, by Alfred Lubrano.
A bit of perspective on the Joneses.
Because we can live for up to three weeks without food.
Time to hunker down for the winter and clean out my cache of photos from the year.
Singing about OnTrack is like dancing about architecture, but maybe we should do it anyway.
Let the games begin…
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