Intentionally slow. Coffee, the corner store, Jennie’s breakfast scramble deliciousness, luggage by the door. Cats perched on top – convinced they’re going too – purrs echoing the halls. My bike decided it didn’t want to ride today anyway so it went ahead and got a flat tire doing nothing. Maybe Read more…
The snow pounds the windshield, then suddenly drifts away. The wet road left behind. It came again and again. Flirting with me. Coy. Worn out rusty chains on trucks, flat on one side from years of being squashed under heavy loads. Rattle rattle rattle, they say. It takes three forevers Read more…
I fluffed the down blanket and stretched my feet out. And Disappeared. Couldn’t even tell I was around. If the bad guys came, I’d just hide right there in plain sight. Right in my bed with my little feet stretched out. The snow is finally on the ground and all Read more…
I’m cooking a lot. Extraordinarily a lot for me. There are some gigantic fails where we laugh and choke it down by adding fresh bananas on top and try to eat one slice of banana with every bite of gluey-gritty-gruel. He tells me I’m cheating by eating banana bites in Read more…
The trees were planted yesterday, all excited to explode with growth come Spring. Now when you’re camping, you sleep under the camper shell in the back of the truck instead of setting up your tent. And you invite everyone’s dogs to sleep in there with you and you don’t have Read more…
And we would average, what, ten miles a day? She asks. Yeah it looks like it. The river is almost 2,400 miles, she says. Maybe we could do half instead. I don’t know what that means, I Think. “I don’t know what that means,” I Say. It will take 8 Read more…
If Heaven is in the sky, then maybe clouds are cities of souls. Soul-Cloud-New-York. Cloud-Reno. Cloud-Tiny-Little-Town-In-the-Plains-Somewhere. And then when it rains, each drop of water is a soul leaving the city to visit loved ones. When they’re done hanging out and checking on us, they evaporate back up to Heaven. Read more…
I don’t really know what I don’t know. That seems to be the problem. ‘Trial and Error’, they say. More like, ‘Think-it’s-perfect-97-times before you find out you missed the boat entirely. All 97 times’. And maybe you’re an idiot but you don’t really think that could possibly be true. Is Read more…
I dream a lot. I dream of swimming with talking piranhas who don’t feel like I’m a good enough snack to even bother. Then I get hauled into a boat by a net and I wonder if I am really a trout. I dream of pulling tapeworms out of a Read more…
Fall moves south 200 miles per day, they say. Zippity-zip. This year I guess it decided to move a thousand miles a day and it’s already in Mexico because it snowed on the mountain last night and I don’t know if I can handle seven full months of winter. ‘I’m Read more…