Everyone, it seems, is out to cram as much fun as possible into the weekend.
There are dirt paths you can walk or dirt roads you can drive (or walk). I like ‘em both, but what I really like is driving down a dusty, bumpy, dirt road. I fear that I may have shortened LaVanne’s useful life by doing so, but I can’t help myself. …
[This is a copy of a letter I wrote yesterday to my local congresswoman, asking for help for a dear friend. If his …
I set myself a “stupid small” goal of writing just ten words. That’s all. If I could do that, I would consider the day a success.
I am heartbroken at the news of Robin Williams’s tragic passing. As a tribute, I am rerunning this post from several years ago. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Have you ever seen a Midwestern tourist on winter vacation in a sunny clime? Bermuda shorts and legs the color of Xerox paper? That was me, year-round, only I had the good sense to avoid wearing shorts.
So, I quit. After sleeping on it, I woke up early, packed up LaVanne, and left Minaret Falls campground for the last …
My prime directive was so ingrained that I didn’t even realize it until I tried to change it.
Motivation, I’ve discovered, is the key to getting sh*t done.
This is heaven, I tell you. Heaven!