Month: June 2012

  • Sonar

    The sun has barely risen. Outside the scren door a palm tree cuts my view of the pale sky in half. Faint feathers fall like bottled messages wandering aimless space. The birds echo sonar through the tre tops. I’ve never needed to know what they were saying. It’s their secret language and I believe there’s…

  • Aloha from Kihei

    After 9 hours in an airplane, 6 of which were over the pacific ocean, I had never been so excited to see land. This is my first trip to anywhere remotely tropical and I’m beginning to think living on mainland all these years was a grave grave mistake. Not having been here for 24 hrs…

  • Bushcraft (a term for wilderness survival skills)

    Iowa is a strange country. Beautiful and strange. The hills roll like bunched quilts stitching corn rows. Life is the same there today as it was yesterday. Tractors hum up and down main street in Cascade – a small small town with a few lights, a massive church, Subway, grocery store, token burger joint attempting…

  • Thank God I'm the Van

    Whoever was searching for ‘rachel blankenship nude’ ‘rachel blankenship playboy issue’ I can tell you right now you’re in the wrong place. Were you disappointed when you stumbled upon my little blog? I bet you were. Good luck in your search. I hope you got off far far away from here.

  • Moon-pulling ghost

    I’ve dreamed this lake before. Or have I been there, driving the perimeter, not knowing what’s reality; what’s a dream? Lake Tahoe does exist outside myself. It takes a few hours to circle the water in a car and I suppose the lake in my dream last night was Lake Tahoe, but it felt more…