I’ve been woozy lately and I’m woozy now. Much time in the hot Portland sun yesterday – Westmoreland Park, the Rhody Garden, Reed College Lake. I thought I had a lead on a cheap…

Leaning into spontaneity and even whimsy more than reason, I picked up a copy of my first self-published book, ‘Ring Around the Rosy,’ and read it again the last couple of days. I sobbed…

What I said Yesterday.

I love my sons, that’s most important. I love my closest friends, that’s most important. I love the Boston Red Sox, though I’m kind of mad at them now. Saying I love my Ch’an…

Eight days ago, Sunday the 10th, I was sitting in the recliner writing my Morning Pages when a strange thought appeared in gray ink – What if I park the Camry across the street…

They say feelings aren’t facts. I don’t know about that. The way I feel looking at clouds some days feels as real as 9 x 9 is 81. Maybe you feel that way. For…

The revolution will not be televised, and neither will this blog post today. Though there is a most relevant song:

I had an interview at four o’clock yesterday afternoon at the Waverly Heights United Church of Christ in SE Portland. The interview was for a position of ‘Building Coordinator.’ I was interviewed by four…

And in a tele conversation with my friend from Queens (NYC) – Jon – who has all kinds of medical concerns and I mention I’ve developed a new medical concern which I am so…

 So Friday I go and invest two and a half hours of way early time to the DMV for Oregon plates (now on the car) and an Oregon license (in the mail). I swing…