Here I sit in a wooden Adirondack rocker (a pretense of hominess) in the Baltimore airport, tethered by cord to a fresh supply of electricity my phone and computer are nursing. I am doing all this … [Read more...]
surfing the reformation on a wave of religion-less Christianity
Here I sit in a wooden Adirondack rocker (a pretense of hominess) in the Baltimore airport, tethered by cord to a fresh supply of electricity my phone and computer are nursing. I am doing all this … [Read more...]