Monthly Archives: September 2015
Stories from a concentration camp survivor of Auschwitz and Dachau. This riveting, brutal inside account, beautifully written by Polish poet and journalist Tadeusz Borowski, has become a masterwork of world literature. Continue reading
I went for a bike ride the other day on east of town on the Woodmen Expressway. There are gradual hills, but it’s mostly a straightaway service road, so you can put your hands in the drops and crank, which is super awesome if you can put your hands in the drops. I can, but it’s a bit of an effort. Like Louis C.K. says, bending over like that is like trying to fold a bowling ball. But I’m not hear to talk about my gut.