and so it goes…

Maggie spent four days at a local hospital and I took four days from work to be with her. The idea was find a way to relieve some of her torturous pain. We have come back with a bit of information, not much in the way of pain relief, and a strong desire to stay [...]

and so it went…

Since I missed The Amazing Meeting in Vegas, I did manage to get down to the annual Fremont Solstice Parade, where the nude cyclists were plentiful and cleverly painted, the kids were cute, and so on. And I made a brief trip past the art cars on display at the fair, where I photographed a [...]

the virtue of staying home

At the last minute I decided not to go out of town to The Amazing Meeting so I could be here with the sweetest person in the world. She’s having a little trouble with pain, among other things. “Little” like Mt. Rainier is a little obstacle if you’re trying to walk to the other side. [...]

happy sad

Like a buzzin’ fly
I come into your life
Now I float away
Like honey in the sun
Tim Buckley

Julia Sweeney

What a great movie Julia Sweeney’s “Letting Go of God” is. It’s hilarious, moving, and brave. I was happy to be there at the world premiere last week. Happy to be there for the Q&A with Julia afterward. And I’m happy to recommend it whenever it becomes available. In her own unassuming, personal, funny way [...]

welcome christian cheerleaders fellowship

The title is a sign I drove by at SPU. I’m just offering it up as a potential name or inspiration for an album, story, play, or art installation.

punk in an suv–a sad confession

I keep passing by an SUV parked in my neighborhood with a sticker in the back window that says, “I used to be punk I guess.” Is it supposed to be funny? Is it a sad confession?
I guess he or she used to have neon pink hair spikes, looked surly, and wore a leather jacket [...]

bike tree

My brother was visiting Seattle for a few days, and yesterday we took a ferry over to Vashon Island with Scot. While sightseeing and on our way to do some geocaching, Scot told us there was a tree on the island with a bicycle in it. Not a bike sitting in the branches, but a [...]