
These murals are all over the city, and date back a few years, but I still love stumbling across them when I’m in the 513. The juxtaposition of modern art with a bar dating back to the 1800s says a lot about this town, one of my favorite places on the planet.
Kentucky clouds
Last Sunday, in barn country
Colors (bright)
Brooklyn dome
This never gets old
Why I’m hugely behind on email



My BFF was visiting from London. We spent almost every minute together (save three hours on Tuesday) for five days, logging dozens of miles around NYC and reminiscing about when we worked together at our very first start-up in 2001. It was nothing but fun, but I’m way behind on correspondence. Please bear with me.




