I’ve made a short playlist of songs that feature the prominent and frequent use of “motherfuck” and its variants (e.g., motherfucker, motherfucking) because that tickles me 😆 If this sort of thing tickles you as well, check out the playlist on YouTube here. If […]
Category: Personal
Let Me Be Waymond
There was a time, long ago, when I wanted to be the hero of my story. I wanted to be someone special, a leader, someone the world would remember when I was gone. That’s pretty normal, I think, especially for a straight white boy […]
The World Through My Eyes
The darkness of “Possimism” comes easily to me, effortlessly taking up any space I don’t consciously defend with the colorful shield of “The Sun Hasn’t Left“ The sentiments of those two songs are always at war in my mind. I used DALL-E to create […]
A prayer
Wherever you are Whomever you’re with Whatever you’re doing I wish you peace, love, and happiness I hope you have a wonderful day I love you
The Most Important Words
The most important words a man can say are, “I will do better.” These are not the most important words any man can say. I am a man, and they are what I needed to say. The ancient code of the Knights Radiant says […]
Coming Down the Mountain
Running down a mountain on a wilderness trail can go one of two ways: It can be exhilarating and fun, almost like you’re flying. There can be moments when you feel more alive and connected to your body and to the world than you’ve […]
Sex Can(‘t) Be Everything: Wilderness
Author’s Note I wrote this in the Spring of 2021. Another life, it seems. Life in Bumblefuck has its challenges. The West End of Clallam County is one of the most distant, most sparsely populated regions of western Washington that a person can call […]
Sex Can(‘t) Be Everything: Music
If you were to tell me that I had to do without every invention of humankind save one, then ask me to choose what that invention would be, I would choose music. Not very practical, I know, but those sorts of hypotheticals aren’t well-suited […]
Sex Can(‘t) Be Everything: Running
I spend a lot of time in my head. I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember, the model of the intelligent introvert: quiet, almost constantly daydreaming, my face buried in a book or lost in my own world(s) while I […]
My Favorite Things
This is a living document that I will update from time to time with new favorites and old favorites that slipped my mind when I first posted. Bulleted lists are in no particular order. Favorite books The Night’s Dawn Trilogy by Peter F. Hamilton Every […]
If I’m to love you
The core of who you are, if you could be stripped and distilled into a geometric shape, would be an equilateral triangle composed of intellect, compassion, and physical affection. You think about the world and about your place in it. You don’t crumble when […]
After the fire
I remember the first time I saw images of what the 1988 wildfire did to Yellowstone: Blackened trunks of naked lodgepole pine jutting from scorched earth like broken bones piercing burnt fleshA charred skeleton of a forest, a corpse of ashen grasslandWildland turned wasteland, […]
