Love doesn’t need an audience or even a dress rehearsal, but sometimes it helps. Last night I sat through a dress rehearsal of Anna Garcia-Romero’s fabuloso play Paloma, which is…

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The first weekend after Labor Day is always bittersweet for me, marking the psychological transition from summer into autumn. Mornings are cooler, there’s a hint of green chile in the air, and leaves begin to acquire a tarnish of gold.



On a personal note, it means that I get to reacquaint myself with the Sunport and life as a commuter traversing the friendly skies. This weekend was my first weekend… Continue

No matter how many years I’ve been in Albuquerque, it’s the happenstance that gets to me.



Over ten years ago, while waiting for a shuttle bus at the UNM South Lot, I struck up a conversation with a woman standing next to me. As we chatted, we discovered that we’d been corresponding with each other on a UNM issue over e-mail for the past month, but had never met face to face.



Happenstance.



We laughed, and soon our… Continue