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A car covered in stickers is a person wanting to be known
We were driving north from Portland toward Tacoma today, when we passed a small import. Maybe a Toyota Yaris. Not sure, because the car was blanketed in stickers. At 75 mph, and hands…
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It’s not that hard to just do nothing — and enjoy it
Even though I am what is called “retired,” my life often reflects a frenetic quality. Not yesterday. On Monday, April 12, 2021 — a day that shall go down in … well, not…
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Free fiction for anyone who visits this …
blog post. That’s right, if you’re tired of paying for books and magazines, just follow this link to my most recent online publication, a short story titled “Defending the Home Front.” It appears…
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Responding to a response to a response to a letter sent to the world
I’m not much of a social media person. I like direct contact, which is why I will fire off an e-mail note to someone whose work or other actions has been particularly impressive.…
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A fog from a fire and the fog of arrogance and the fog of incompetence and …
I love fog. I’ve got fog, but I don’t love this fog. This fog is the devil spawn of fire. Smoke, shoved west from its forest home by flames a-billion, then back east…
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I gave my card to Debby
Not little Debby, the face of bad pastry. Debby, the Croatian immigre to Montreal, the barista who saw me standing outside her little coffee shop and brought a treat out for our dog…