The Loin After a very pleasant walk around my beautiful Portland neighborhood, I found a letter that I wrote to my friend Cat just after I’d moved to San Francisco. Not sure why I never sent it — although it…
Ah to be a rock star band groupie ala Almost Famous. But alas I’d resolved myself to being not blonde enough or hip enough or insane enough or perhaps just too plain old. Plus I didn’t really know any rock-stars,…
Politics, politics and more politics. I once was a canvasser for a few environmental groups (Clean Water Action Project, Greenpeace). To canvass used to mean knock on doors, commence a very polite discussion about a variety of issues (with your…
While typing up my travelogue, I realized that there is one topic that pretty much warrants its very own paragraphs. I apologize in advance for offending anyone’s sensibilities — but hey, let me know and I’ll take you off the…
Ahh, tropical oasis — although it was rainy season, the sun would shine for most of the day. Persuaded the manager at the nicest resort to let me stay for pennies — he was very bored. Tucked into my beautiful…
