Land Ho!

Tuesday afternoon must’ve been pretty inspiring. Walking back from the subject of my last post, my mind was already fomenting the issues at play in this one. It’s probably a good thing that I don’t have more time to write…

Keep Reading

Life as an Emotional Ocean

I don’t think I could possibly encapsulate what the last week has looked like in my life, but you can tell it looked like something with the absence of all the posts. It’s like someone going quiet in a room…

Keep Reading

It’s Bad to Be Right

Maybe I should’ve made numeric predictions after all. What’s utterly hilarious to me about the current political situation is how the script of what’s going on ratchets back and forth so quickly. Two weeks ago, this was Hillary’s nomination to…

Keep Reading

Independence

Yesterday was rather surreal, all told, and a good bit volatile as well in the face of some long odds and a decent amount of personal boredom. I am in what I might describe as a sort of fugue state…

Keep Reading

It’s Good to Be Wrong

And now I’m back. From outer space. If by “outer space,” I mean “a cabin in the woods with the Garin Clan.” And I do. As far as Iowa goes, Henry Clay once said “I’d rather be right than President.”…

Keep Reading

Iowa

But way back where I come from we never mean to bother we don’t like to make our passions other people’s concern and we walk in the world of safe people and at night we walk into our houses and…

Keep Reading

Snow Chance

It’s the last day of the year called 2007. I am the last one awake in a cabin at Shaver Lake, California. Most all of the Garin Clan is here, save one component family. It is late, and there are…

Keep Reading

Historical Perspective

My Dad and I have a running debate about whether there’s reason for hope these days or not. In general, not in specific. We buck all kinds of generational assumptions by him being the one who believes there’s hope, and…

Keep Reading

Distribution

On my way into work this morning, I nearly finished the latest book I’m reading, Paradise by the late Donald Barthelme. I will finish it on the train home tonight, just two days after finishing the last book I read,…

Keep Reading