Whiplash…but the good kind
We now have a cute li’l trailer, sufficient to our simple needs: I lived on a sailboat for years, and J is a camper… Read More »Whiplash…but the good kind
We now have a cute li’l trailer, sufficient to our simple needs: I lived on a sailboat for years, and J is a camper… Read More »Whiplash…but the good kind
My digestion is not happy. Between the stress of househunting (and the way that forces us into other families’ dreadful dramas), some really egregious motels,… Read More »Metabolic moon dance
Turns out that two and a half weeks is my absolute limit for sleeping in a different place every night. I think that’s quite reasonable.
Those of you on the central coast of California know that tule fog is what comes in when it’s hot inland and cool on the… Read More »Oliphaunt, the Thule Frog
I’m intrigued by how different the characteristic of integrity looks on different people. My car’s detailing is being supervised by a very Catholic chaplain who… Read More »Different souls, one world
Last week, I was in California, doing good and necessary things. This week, I’m in Massachusetts, doing different necessary things. I have to find a… Read More »Peripatetic Stealth Gimp
I came to CA for a leisurely camping trip with my sweetie. (One can have enough of the “long-distance” in a “relationship” until you have… Read More »Regen at Black Butte
I suddenly got tired of waiting. I do this: churn up a great idea, spin possibilities, lay in lots of groundwork, get cold feet, get… Read More »One for the money, two for the show…
I’m preparing to start off on a cross-country odyssey to interview certain people who have CRPS and manage it particularly well, and incidentally hit some… Read More »Trapeze act
As some of you know, I have it in mind to travel around the country, in a vehicle I can stand to use for more… Read More »The mighty steed (maybe)