long time no see

walking out in the cold November rain

Hey everyone,

I’m writing you from the airport, once again. It’s become a reliable part of my travel routine: get to the airport early, grab a glass of awful wine, and write.

A couple years ago I took my dog Hrbek to the vet for his annual checkup. Hrbek is, among other things, very food motivated. In his youth, his time on the streets no doubt created in him a worry that a meal is something to be devoured before any competition might find it, and that it is always wise to eat as much as possible as one never knows when the next feeding may occur. Whatever the case, he had very visibly gained some weight before this appointment. Our vet came into the room, and in his no bullshit way, said, “We need to talk about the elephant in the room…which is him.”