I took a shower last night for the first time since March 3. No wonder I ain’t got no dates. 2135 A NE 16th Ave Portland, OR 97212

At 6:45 Wednesday eve I said goodbye and thank you to my landlady. Her name’s Laura. I spent hangout time with the two kitties Wednesday. They are Ramona and Leroy. They ain’t no Connie…

Northeast coffee shop time, every quiet street blanketed in the tunnels of lush spring green, I’m switching stations and there’s Earth, Wind, and Fire’s “September” and here’s the wickedest urge to pull over, jump…

So, here I am in an attic and this time next week – if the creek don’t rise – in a basement. Life falling out in front of me. I’m leaving because I’m leaving.…

Doug. Dr. Douglas Martin, PhD in Urban Studies UCLA, founder and CEO of the Westside Center for Independent Living – CIL – the second in the state of California and almost surely the country.…

“I can’t get enough of de Kooning.” It was my first thought when I opened my eyes. In the summer of 1977 I was sleeping on a floor in my friend’s cottage in Venice…

The past two days I have been stopped at the front door of interviews for positions for which I was entirely qualified three times because I wouldn’t work all of the posted part-time hours.…

A guy who was in the rooms when I first set out doing the sober thing was always saying, “I don’t know nothing about nothing.” It took me two years to realize he wasn’t…

What do I need money for beyond the obvious? — peanut butter, coffee, some food, gasoline. I have enough books, and my ragged clothes are exactly the rags the Buddha wore strolling back into…

I was happy with the seven-part story that unfolded here these past seven weekdays, none of which I prepared or expected. It simply fell out. And especially with that most interesting married couple. I…