Tonight I contemplated the life of a taxi driver. After an excellent work dinner in New York’s Chinatown (at a British gastropub, which spellcheck is suggesting I change to gastrique […]
The little bastard started crying inconsolably before I got anything out of him. His mother leapt from her chair. “What are doing to him?” she wailed. You would have thought […]
A chicken is just an egg’s way of making another egg. A guy named Samuel Butler said this in the 1800s. Now I have read it and I’m quietly laughing […]
I said last night that I might be quoted in the Connecticut Post today. Well, I was. Kind of. In the article, the reporter claims “Mike Borruso was one of […]
I hate the people laughing and yelling “YES!!” on this horribly boring and now beerless ride home.
Tomorrow I might be in the Connecticut Post. The reporter took my name, which I spelled matter-of-factly for him as though it were my habit to give media interviews. “I […]
Are you headed to a black-tie breakfast?
There’s a big difference between athletic cyclists and DUI cyclists.
Even boredom seems to be in its last throes: designers in Japan have found a way to make our train trips perpetually fun-filled. With the help of an iPhone, a […]