As luck would have it, I’d see Tina the next day on her turf. Flew out to spend a few days talking internet possibilities with Fictive Cameron. Soon as I landed, the visual goodness of New York began to poke me in the eyes from every direction, like this knitted bike cozy down in Dumbo. [...]

I took a few more photos than I remembered on March 1st. This was the day that I gladly volunteered to taxi driver Swissmiss to the airport. (She was in Cincinnati for not even a day.) They sadly don’t sell beer outside security at Terminal 3, so we couldn’t look each other in the eye [...]

I didn’t take this photo (Nick Eddy did). I just… embellished it. The real photo from the day were these t-shirt hems to help think about “branding” and unnecessary quotes. Also, I am considering a separate blog called “Things on wooden floors.”