Okay so now what?
Fuck. I mean… FUCK. In 2016, I was pretty sure that Trump would win. This time around, when it was still Biden running, I knew that Trump would win. But when we switched to Harris, I had hope. Real hope. …
Year: 2024
Little Embers of Hope
This has been a difficult year for me for a number of reasons, not least of which was the impending doom I felt whenever I considered a rematch between Biden and Trump, and how shaky our chances seemed of staving …
Workshops, Classes, and Coaching (oh my)
Hey folks, I hope your summer is off to a good start (or your winter, for those of you in the Southern Hemisphere). I tend to keep these announcements mostly to my mailing list, but my guess is that a …
Our fathers' graves
I had a zoom coffee date with a beloved far-away friend last week. He was talking about a recent trip back home to see his mother, and how he’d visited his father’s grave while he was there, something he hadn’t …
Thumbnail Sketch #1
I’m going to do a series of sketches of people I come across on my walks around Portland and in my neighborhood. I’m not sure how many I will do or how often I’ll post them. I’m imagining them now …
The end of urban homesteading
Fruit trees, a vegetable garden, and chickens were my consolation prizes for getting priced out of New York in 2007. Yes, we had to leave our hometown when our first kid was born, but at least in Portland, Oregon, I …