Archive - Thoughts Scribbled in a Notebook

The Brass in Pocket, the Quarters in My Shoes

Two shiny quarters and a song marked the end of the innocence for me.

Apr 21 •

March 2025

Where the heck did this book come from?

My tango with the Universe

Mar 28 •

Monday, February 24, 2025

Mar 19 •

November 2024

When I was five, I lived in an apartment complex in rural eastern Washington with my mother and big brother.

Nov 26, 2024 •

(a belated) Happy Samhain!

I woke this morning to frosty roofs and crunchy grass that chilled my toes as I ground myself in first light.

Nov 14, 2024 •

September 2024

Free Funyuns for the Younguns!

On a Greyhound bound for Pasco, a kind stranger offered me and my big brother a giant bag of Funyuns.

Sep 10, 2024 •

September First

the magic of between

Sep 1, 2024 •

August 2024

Big in Japan...

...at least with the ravens!

Aug 19, 2024 •

Why I did not attend my father's memorial

Aug 6, 2024 •

July 2024

#nojs-banner { position: fixed; bottom: 0; left: 0; padding: 16px 16px 16px 32px; width: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; background: red; color: white; font-family: -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px; } #nojs-banner a { color: inherit; text-decoration: underline; } This site requires JavaScript to run correctly. Please turn on JavaScript or unblock scripts