Dossi-eh?

I grind my teeth at night, when I wake up in the morning my entire body is a tense knot, my shoulders rise up towards my ears of their own accord throughout the day, and I am plagued by a sense of overpowering doom, as though there were a huge smothering nothingness on the horizon, [...]

The only one who noticed that Godiva rode a horse.

Or so the legend goes.
Perhaps the only personal effect I make sure to take with me whenever I travel is my Brass Rat:

This is primarily for the morbid reason that I believe I may be identified, if my body is found, by the inscription on the ring. Yes, I said it was morbid.
I was [...]

Old dog, old tricks.

For this month’s Open Letter, I wrote a piece on Katie Hafner’s new book, A Romance on Three Legs, and it made think about the piano again, as I have started to do, seriously, these past couple of years.
Here is a paragraph Hafner wrote:
Gould sometimes said that he hummed in order to compensate [...]