(Previously: Edmon’10, We Have Ignition) I sit near a fire fueled by random bits of kindling and firewood, slowly turning my marshmallow dangerously close to the flames. It’s 10 p.m., but it isn’t dark yet. To my left sits Moksha, and to my right are Amy and Simon, our Canadian hosts. It’s June and it’s… (read more)
(Note: Written on 6/17, this is the first in a series about my annual visit to two guys I first met thanks to the Internet) I sit in one of the largest, busiest airports in the world, located in a metro area relatively unaffected by the economic downturn that has ravaged so many other cities… (read more)
(those reading “Shootings” may go on to Part Nine) This is post number 1000, or, as my son put it Monday night, 10 hundred. I began this blog on July 7, 2005. That means that in four years and nine months writing for this space, I have averaged four posts per week. Sometimes I cranked… (read more)
(concluded from Part Four) Sunday, May 31 – Second Verse Woman sits in Dealey Plaza, reading aloud. When it comes to John F. Kennedy’s assassination, it seems the only thing people agree on is that he was shot. Visiting the site doesn’t help one form a strong opinion one way or the other (not this… (read more)
(Continued from Part Three) Sunday, May 31 – First Verse When I wake up, it doesn’t even cross my mind that Simon will end up in a choke hold. And, believe it or not, it isn’t because of the picture he took of me. If you can’t whistle while you’re wearing Super Trooper sunglasses over… (read more)