It’s been raining torrentially all day- this morning we took the dogs to kelly point park, the superfund site where the metallic Columbia meets the sewage-filled Willamette, and big cold drops began to pelt us as soon as we stepped from the car. We walked along the path through the woods, throwing Emy’s ball before … Continue reading torrential rainfall and the disputed kingdom Protista
.No? Well here, I wrote you this story. (Oh, and don't forget to nominate me for best lesbian personal blog- every day until the 9th. Remember to confirm each vote through yr email, or it doesn't count!) The Elephant and the RockDid you ever just want to go north? There’s a lot up there, you … Continue reading Did I ever tell you about the time I hitch-hiked to Alaska and met my father?
This is the very last installment of our regularly scheduled hitch-hiking program. The past has hereby officially caught up with the present tense, in a mild and happy manner, where everything goes alright and Home Is Reached. All entries from here on out will be made up of either the future (which by then will … Continue reading Central Oregon is Made of Light and Magic
We pick up our regularly-scheduled hitch-hiking program where we left off, in a rest area just south of LA. It was with great hope and a general sense of well-being that I settled onto the grass at that early-morning rest area just south of LA, cardboard sign propped against my pack (I-5 north!) and a … Continue reading Second-hand crank smoke and Never Look a Gift Cheeseburger in the Mouth
Phoenix spreads like a teastain across the bare skin of the earth. It begs the question: What is this place? and Where are we? Aside from the fact that part of my vampire novel was set in Phoenix, the place made me feel nothing. Why do modern humans treat the desert as if it were … Continue reading Salt is the sun, traffic is cold honey, and no-one knows why Phoenix exists
On a random day in December, this ad somehow found its way onto the craigslist rideshare board of a major city-Handsome Homosexual Needs a Ride WestHey- I'm an attractive gay man in my thirties and I'm looking for a ride west, preferably with another gay man. I like to have fun when I travel, and … Continue reading Handsome Homosexual Needs a Ride West
It rained while I dried my sleeping bag at the truckstop laundromat, but then the rain turned off like I knew it would. The desert dripped, fresh from the shower, but the sky opened up, warmed, and promised a dry, brilliant tomorrow. I left the truckstop and pushed my way through the thorny bushes along … Continue reading Decomposing mattresses and cold breakfast sandwiches (In which Annie Dillard and I have a falling out, following my affair with the vampires)
I have a habit of following my intuition. It works well for me most times. Problem is, I start to have unrealistic expectations of the ol’ strong feeling, and want to use it more like a dousing rod than a coin flip. And so this is how I found myself stumbling among jumbled rocks in … Continue reading Rain, dragons, and finally, turkey
place: Portland, time: the presentI go to the store to buy some ice cream. I buy cheese instead, some GF pasta shells. I’ve got a craving for milk fat. I eat a few chocolate covered almonds from the bulk bins to prove to myself that it is not, in fact, chocolate that I want. I … Continue reading A break from our regularly scheduled hitch-hiking program, for a moment in the present-tense (Tales of adventure-travel continue thursday)
On the commuter rail line between Dallas and Fort Worth lies an adorable little town called Irving, a sort of middle-class Latino community, lots of single-family homes and brick-lined walkways and good-humored Texans hammering elaborate webs of brightly-colored Christmas lights on their roofs at two in the afternoon, a twinkling chicken-wire doe out front in … Continue reading Texas, part two- also, did you know this is my 103rd post?