Category: Random
Me talkin to myself
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My strategy is working. Last year after visiting Stockholm and learning about this “cozy winter” vibe they espouse, I decided to give it a try. Stockholm has long cold winters. Eugene, Oregon has mild, rainy, medium-length winters. My first winter in Oregon—after a decade in Anchorage—I thought I’d died and come to heaven. No snow,…
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An electric vehicle changes everything about a road trip. I’m a deep believer in flying down the highway at 60 mph. The momentum, the smacking rhythm of the tires, the small-town gas stations, the pee breaks in the sagebrush by the highway in the dark. There’s music in it, somehow. Alone in the car, my…
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The day before the smoke from Eastern Oregon’s wildfires smudged the Eugene sky, I saw the moon in the morning, on the wane in its unglamerous phase between full and half, known as gibbous. That Latin word isn’t the one I’d have chosen. If I were the boss of English, it would be the belly…
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