A Day At Home

Lately, when people ask me, "Do you have a place to live?" ... it's like, what? I think they think they're being cute. I think they think they saw "Hunting and Gathering" and read the Times article, or maybe the Time Out piece, and maybe even they think that my list of apartments represents some kind of pathology. I don't know. But give it up, People. The joke is tired.

Today, I am taking a day off from the world, staying at home, in one of my homes, writing. And right now, as I type this, l...