Tag Archives: Musings

fashion police

Riding around on the subway today, I couldn’t help but notice that the popped collar epidemic has struck the young men of Glasgow in full force. No matter if it’s a polo or a button up, those suckers are pointed at the sky. I’ve even seen the occasional dreaded double-pop. I can understand pulling up a jacket collar in cold weather or rain out of necessity, but this is absurd. Do the world a favor guys, and keep those collar erections down.

In other news, today I had my first, and hopefully last doner kebab while sober.

home is where the heart is.

Driving in San Francisco at night, off the beaten path, really reveals how truly amazing this city truly is. Too bad that, at least at this point in my life, it doesn’t feel like home. Maybe someday.