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…

If I was given 10,000 words I couldn’t describe my life and how I feel, how I am feeling today, this Friday, anywhere near as well as this song sings and this video shows.…

Off to the Southeast yesterday on errands, in between I walked along Johnson Creek on the Springwater Corridor. I did what I’ve been doing about once a week and hiked down over and beyond…

This is a true story. Sunday afternoon, my landlords off to the coast, I came up out of the chilly basement into the serious heat, and turned right – I couldn’t tell you why…

Starbucks. Right here, Sunday morning. Long chatterings with Gavin walking earlier, big tree wonder, enchanted neighborhood. Outside coffee table, old people one over, golden oldie here. Heat wave coming later, the basement’s cool. Upstairs,…