Yes, I know - blogging is so 2003. Nevertheless, here you are… and here we go!
So while I was in San Francisco, I took the subway to go visit my friends. It was the end of rush hour, so not very crowded once we got into the city proper. Then a guy got on, carrying a little portable speaker and a microphone, and arranged his gear in one corner.
And then he started rapping.
Read MoreOkay, so after Writers in The Field, I have a new thesis statement: we have too many huge, giant, apocalyptic nigh-unsolvable problems in this country, and not enough small ones.
On Saturday, for example, my main problem was not dropping the cookies while a hundred of us were running through the mud to escape the tornado warning.
