No Damned Politics Today. . .

—From the Fool—  My cousin Roy sent me a poem. That was a pretty weird thing for Roy but I guess car thieves can read poems too. This was from an old guy we studied in school and I remember wondering if he was always an old guy or if he just turned out that way. It...

Ocean & Hair. . .

—From CB— The ocean is out there, and it terrifies me. It’s beautiful the way a shark or a storm cloud is beautiful — vast, elegant, multicolored, lethal, perfect in a way that’s indifferent to my personal welfare. Sometime, somewhere back in the years, I...

Existence. . .

— From EF —  I’m in Milwaukee. It’s zero degrees, and the wind can freeze your face off in nothing flat. I took off for a few days to be with a dear friend who just lost her mate to a cerebral aneurysm. Shopping, cooking, drinking wine together — the small things that...

Swells & Chop. . .

— From EF — If you’ve been reading this blog a while, you know that trips to the ocean are a staple on our sanity schedule. Something that never fails to amaze me is how that Lady’s face is never the same, and how her power is always manifest, whether in tumult or in...

Starting Off. . .

— From the Fool — I didn’t make resolutions because I forgot it was New Year’s. It didn’t look very new, and in the news they were still fighting, so it didn’t seem to make much difference in the larger scope of things if I sometimes forgot to feed...