Category: Random

Me talkin to myself

  • The story, told this week on This American Life, made me pull over and cry. For its beauty, for its simplicity. It tells the story of people who don’t want drug addicts to die. I would give more details, but I think others might appreciate experiencing this story the way I did. Here’s a link:…

  • Literally and figuratively. Here in Eugene, OR, Friendly Street runs through a neighborhood of ordinary homes, a few fancied up, but many still modest. It’s known as the Friendly neighborhood and I love living here. It’s walkable, with parks and churches and schools and a small grocery and decent restaurants and no homeowners association policing…

  • First there were these occasional side glances. Then full eye-contact. Then a few casual conversations. Then a heart flutter. Then some more chat. A small hit of adrenaline, a few deeply felt moments. After a few months, it’s official. I’ve fallen hard. So, please, if you’re talking to me and I’m not quite looking at…