Dear Santa, You don’t know me. I know, you have your list, you check it twice, but I’ve spent years fighting against the surveillance state in it’s multitude of forms. Hidden cameras, microphones, astral projection, ESP, spiritual voyeurs, all of these have been noted and combated by my efforts over Continue Reading

December 26, 1998 – Albuquerque, NM, the airport Another holiday and another day in an airport. Waiting. Half of my life before and after I started my job has been a game of waiting and seeing what happens next. So I wait. I’m waiting for a Connector flight to D.C. Continue Reading