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July has screamed almost past and projects are dodging and weaving.  Time to eat more blueberries I guess.  I am posting each week and going through bursts of activity to get everything back in place. Most audio links are still down and probably will be for awhile.

Safe and exciting travels for all of you on the road to marvelous places. Let me know about them. I love to travel but…I try to stay in Portland for the summer. Once we get nice weather why leave? But summer is also a time of journeying through books, fantasy, cool trails and cold water. Dive into a gelato for a quick trip to Italy? Shakespeare on top of a local volcano? Indeed, why not.

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Walking into the Basement

Gina’s often late with the rent. She’ll call me to say when she’ll be able to mail it. Sometimes it comes in two chunks—often with passes for the movie theater where she works. I thank her for letting me know. I always emphasize how helpful it is to know. It’s already past the tenth and [...]


Chocolate for the Soul

We would strip away the world and became so vulnerable. These times felt rich and real.


All Spice

All spice all the time. Ordered by the slick magazine-version of my life . A surface of long restless hours in torpid poses on white silk, perfect boredom pouting my lips, airy laughter and animated wineglass-clink? Bones long for earth, floors, mattresses, to hold them up. They lay heavy with morning Should-for-me brain scrubs them [...]


Kiss my Callipygous Ass

Now, computer dating is already a pretty weird thing. We’ve taken some sort of mysterious Darwinian biochemical social phenomena and made it a language-based, picture assisted lottery. Or I guess if you’re a guy, it’s more of a picture-based language-assisted bar stool. In any case, words are important. The word was ‘Mensch’ in Big Words.


Only in America

“It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more.” John Adams, in a letter to Abigail, July 3, 1776. John Adams was off by two days—he thought the holiday ought to [...]