And there was like 40,000 people all along and up a hill with lighters and whatever and fires going in the distance and tents and I’ve never ever felt like that. It wasn’t a human feeling. It was something else completely different.
â€” from Follow Me Around
I need to find a new home for Zoe this week. Anyone in Boston want to give a home to a very sweet, very cool little kitty?
Update: Zoe found a nice home, with two kids (6 and 4) to give her plenty of attention.
Working a lot, frequently tired.
But the last few days have been among the most beautiful I’ve ever seen in Boston.
I’m looking for a new book to read, after finishing and loving and recommending to all my friends The Twenty-Seventh City.
I got a new camera, which I’m trying to learn to use.
With limited success.
Everything feels like a transition to me right now, which is interesting, but a bit disorienting.
In the Berlin airport, about to head home. This city does seem awesome, really interesting and fun. I wish I could stay the weekend for some partying.
It’s a bit surreal to travel to all these places and have almost no time to see them. I’ve been in Germany 52 hours and had meetings in three cities, and this isn’t even a particularly grueling trip. On the harder trips I don’t even remember to take out my camera.
Some day maybe I’ll come back and get to know these cities by more than just their airport lounges and taxi drivers. (One note: it’s true. You should sit in the front of the taxi in Germany.)
Last night while hanging out with Thomas Schwaller, I coincidentally ran into Murray Cumming at the Munich train station. Even stranger, Murray and I had just been emailing each other that morning.
By the by, I’m looking to get rid of a 1976 Fiat if anyone’s interested.
We went to the Radiohead concert last night. They played morning bell, which was exactly what I needed.
Mere hours ago I realized that the apartments Miguel and I move into at the end of the month are right next door to TEP, an MIT fraternity.