The Age of A.I.

“I’m a fool in search of wisdom … and I’m on the road to madness.” Queensrÿche * Those words are from the soundtrack of one of the worst nights of my life. Anyone who’s waded into Shaky Places may remember them. Why do I mention the lyrics here? April the first is April Fool’s Day.Continue reading “The Age of A.I.”

3. So Why a Road Trip?

On the short drive from Davis into Sacramento, California, there’s a noteworthy sign. After crossing a three-mile-long viaduct (called the Yolo Causeway) over a floodplain that fills up and feels like the Florida Keys in the wetter season, two highways split. The lanes on the right are dedicated to Interstate 80. They sweep around toContinue reading “3. So Why a Road Trip?”

2. A Story Continued

The rolling behemoth that would have flattened me flashes past in my rearview mirror. If only my other issues were equally avoidable. Life is seldom as simple as the pictures that we paint. I’ve been asking myself, “How did I get here?” for a while, now. Maybe I should explain where the question originated. IfContinue reading “2. A Story Continued”

1. The Future is a Freight Train

“If he was sitting in his car on the railroad tracks and the train was racing toward him, he would be in no hurry to move,” the Parkinson’s specialist said about me during our interview. Lisa was in the room and he was explaining my problem to her (although, given our almost eleven years together,Continue reading “1. The Future is a Freight Train”

Authenticity

December 17, 2025, will live in personal infamy. Lisa had dropped me off at the vascular surgery clinic before one o’clock that afternoon. Now, I had undergone the same procedure before we met, almost fifteen years ago. My left leg, exclusively ropy with varicose veins, had increasingly been a problem throughout our relationship. It began,Continue reading “Authenticity”

A Portfolio’s Worth

Their immaturity: that’s why I had overruled including the case’s contents earlier. Starting in high school, the stash of old drawings had dates reaching into my college years. A few printouts of other pieces were tucked among the aging pages. With the obvious student exercises omitted, what examples remained were still largely goofier than IContinue reading “A Portfolio’s Worth”