Category: archive
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The Pukening
The time I went on a four-hour whale watching trip and yarfed into the Pacific. Before we boarded the boat, signs were there that things might not go well.
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The road
You’re driving out of California and trailing a storm, the road still wet from the rain that passed ahead of you. The backroads you take to get from your small town to the big interstate are covered in mud, having recently been under water.
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When the sun goes down, I think of Charles Bukowski
I like to imagine what he might think about the world today. Not that I knew the guy, it’s just an interesting exercise.
Our lady of perpetual awkwardness 