GOODBYE NOTES Part Cuatro To the teenage boy in Ensenada, Baja Mexico in 1977. I’ll tell you man, you got me good. I admire an expert in anything and what you did to me was top-drawer-slick. We were standing across the street from one of those curios shops and you were selling serapes. I … More Goodbyes, Part Cuatro.
Pearl clutching and other fainting couch scenarios. Here is a thread I got involved in this morning. Greater minds are circling in on solutions that I would never have dreamed of. Problem is that the solutions are not for the problem at hand. These solutions are only good for impressing each other with bullshit. There. … More Colin Kaepernick Stirs it Up. Good.
GOODBYE NOTES PART TRES To the young man, older than I by a few years at least, who picked me up on the Ohio Turnpike in 1958 while I was hitchhiking. You had a new Chevy sedan. I don’t recall the model but I do remember those flat and fat fins. I was standing on … More Goodbye Notes Part Tres
Eric wrote a nice affirmation of Nina’s writing on the cover of this book. The second part of the sentence clinches the whole together nicely. Without the second part I am troubled by the first part. Here is what I wrote while sitting outdoors with a glass of scotch one afternoon. It all came together … More Nina Olff
“I am what I am, and that’s all that I am.” ― Popeye There are no eternal facts, as there are no absolute truths. – Friedrich Nietzsche: Human, All-Too-Human “Blood is thicker than water…” -Somebody Who Didn’t Know Better GOODBYE NOTES (Part dos) To the fella I locked eyes with at … More I Write my Goodbyes Part Dos
The things are looking up at The Castle. The warmer weather and greenery freshly splashed about the Royal Grounds have increased my happiness quotient. I’ve been doing the little jobs about The Castle and attending to the Royal “Things To Do” List. This change makes for more positive change. Sort of a regenerative feedback loop. … More Salt! Mustard! Vinegar! Pepper!
Indelibly marked onto my brain are those days of hotbunking. Oddly, I have no personal experience with the activity. I didn’t have a bunk on the boat for about a week. My first trip to sea was a rush job. I was recruited directly off the submarine tender Orion; no sub-school. By chance I’d been … More Hotbunking. A Step Up for Many. I Know.
All seriousness aside, my spirits are good and this is an attempt to lighten myself up more since my dark hours during this past week. The older I get the more dark my thoughts. It is natural I believe. Another issue to deal with during our days. I plan to post “goodbyes” every so often. … More Inspired to Write My Goodbyes Before it’s Too Late.
How difficult it is to write a simple line of thought to a dear friend without causing all kinds of anguish/activity. Today has been a downer for me. I have, like other times before, wondered about suicide. I’m a bit more positive now. I have not dressed all day. I have been playing computer games … More I Write a Note to Nina.
A NOTE TO MYSELF I wrote the note in the wee hours alongside a highway during my final trip from Santa Fe to Boothbay. The note indicates that I am driving toward Columbus, Ohio and within 42 miles of the place. The note is six months old. This is all I know. The intention of … More A Note to Myself
Playing Fair and Being Kind 