Day 495: Home again

Day 495: Home again

In my own bed tonight, holy jesus praise be to the travelling gods and the gods of clean sheets and puppies. That’s what I’m nestled into at the moment, as Liz has a sneezing attack next to me. Something is blooming out there and giving her fits. Not me,...
Day 494: Ritual

Day 494: Ritual

I went to a funeral today for someone who was quite an influential figure in my life, albeit in an indirect way. Don H. Clausen sold my parents their house, the one of everlasting remodel fame, and he was also a solid parental figure to both my parents. He passed away...
Day 493: Whirlwind

Day 493: Whirlwind

So, I sit writing this from the Rose Room in my parents’ house up in Humboldt. Flew up tonight, landing at 11:30, and I’m here for the morning and afternoon tomorrow before driving my mom’s car down to their place in Mountain View and taking a flight...
Day 492: The good fight

Day 492: The good fight

I fought the good fight today, I can hang my hat on that. I was focused as a motherfucker all day, and I did good work. Unfortunately, none of the lessons that I checked out managed to be easy enough to get me ahead of the curve…but I rode the curve itself, and...
Day 491: Keep Reachin

Day 491: Keep Reachin

Artwork tonight by Darrel K. Sweet Another grind of a work day, and another one that just seemed to fly out the window somehow without nearly as much work accomplished as was necessary. Ugh. So, tomorrow just has to be a kick ass day, that’s what’s up. I...