Jetsetting
Okay, it’s not that I’m trying to make people envious. It’s just that coincidences and improbabilities seem to pop up more in the Pabloverse than in most other places. Case […]
Okay, it’s not that I’m trying to make people envious. It’s just that coincidences and improbabilities seem to pop up more in the Pabloverse than in most other places. Case […]
The best brief description was that it was a shanty town. A shanty town floating along the Sacramento River Delta. Manned by young hot pirates. With power tools. Oh, and […]
Night is a sort of mask we wear. Not to really disguise ourselves, but to give ourselves permission to be someone, something we aren’t during the day. Really, electric lights […]
Rafting up turned out to be remarkably straightforward. We overnighted anchored with another houseboat (“Glow Lounge”) about 500’ from the initial three Dromhaven boats, and gave them a call in […]
Morning, after a quiet night, and I’m bracing myself for the inevitable stress, yelling, conflict and inevitable random acts of stupidity of getting all the houseboats rafted up. Ephemerisle has […]
Apparently, the understated Edmund Hillary’s first words upon reaching camp after he and Tenzing Norgay summited Everest were “Well, George, we knocked that bastard off.” Made it sound casual, making […]
What’s the Fourth of July without an uncontrolled brushfire? Yeah. We were down at the beach below Lauren’s, watching others along the waterfront setting off some of the more serious […]
A man could get used to this. Lauren and Stephen have a little 15 power telescope set up on the porch, overlooking Elger Bay, west of their perch on Camano […]
I swear, it’s magic. Devon and I dragged Jeremy out of bed at eight this morning and piled him and a duffle of clothes into the back of the plane. […]
I hesitate when Roxanne asks me where I’m from. Around here, I get asked that a lot: grey beard, braided ponytail and red tennies – I don’t really quite fit […]