Colin Dullaghan

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

Yep, your bumper sticker really sums it up: when I’m stuck behind your rumbling, rattling, bass-spewing metal box, lowered to within inches of the pavement on giant chrome wheels that destroy any off-road capability your vehicle might have had, with windows tinted to near-opacity more befitting a discreet A-list celebrity or dignitary than an overgrown [...]

What is the movement of a submarine called? I know they “dive” and “surface,” but what are they doing when they’re just traveling from one place to another?
Ships “sail,” even when they don’t have any sails, and torpedos “fire,” but that can’t be right.
“Navigator! The course is set for Lower Fugarwi. Verify all sensors, batten [...]

For once, I don’t really have much to say. I just feel like posting pictures now, which is what I did, which you’ll see.
Most are more exciting than this metal spike, I promise. Click the image to visit the set.

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Feeling kinda naked without my beard. It wasn’t a great beard or anything; it’s just that it made me feel more writerly. If you think about it, all the great writers have ‘em:

Don’t be fooled; Gertrude shaved hers.
So that, combined with Penelope calling me a naked demon and all, has kind of got me down. [...]

Sunday night was a big night for me, as far as grooming goes. After everyone at dinner agreed I was inexcusably shaggy, my friend Matt declared that he would take on the task of giving me a haircut.
Which he did.
A great job, too, at least *I* think so… much better than numerous supposedly Great clips [...]

So today we took a shot at geocaching. It’s this fantastically novel and fun activity where you roam around in the woods searching for something you already know the precise location of.
I’d been wanting to try it for awhile, but hadn’t gotten up the gumption to actually buy a GPS (Global Positioning Sensor) until a [...]

Thanks for speaking up on the motorcycle preferences. If I hear of any bike that converts to an Eames chair, Wee, you can bet I’ll be all over it.
It’s surprising how subjective these things are… I can’t resist posting a couple more pictures just to see what you’ll say.
For the record, those last two were [...]

I’ve noticed that it’s light out when I leave work now, which is nice, and I have decided to interpret this as a harbinger of Spring – that blessed season when birds chirp, flowers bud and a young man’s fancy turns to motorcycles. At least, that’s where *this* young man’s fancy turns.
If my fancy does [...]

I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but today is International Pi Day, on which we celebrate the numeral 3.14159265 etcetera etcetera etcetera.
In celebration of this momentous occasion (March Fourteenth, or 3/14, you see) I intend to: 1. eat some pie, and 2. tell you random stuff about pi.
• Pi is the what you [...]

Pulling the car in the driveway after an 18-hour trip from Boston, we finally got up the courage to try the power windows.
It’s a very old car, you see, and you never know. The paint’s peeled off the roof; the tires are so bald we held our breath for every off-ramp, and the heater core [...]