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Music and Memories, Pt 4

Hey sports fans, if you are just joining us, this post is the fourth part of a series that began here. This series is nearly complete, but I haven’t found the energy to finish it just yet. We now return to the program in progress.—– “Our House”, by MadnessI can’t remember the first time IContinue reading “Music and Memories, Pt 4”

Music and Memories, Pt 3

Hey sports fans, if you are just joining us, this post is the third part of a series that began here. This series is nearly complete, but I haven’t found the energy to finish it just yet. We now return to the program in progress.—–“Cats in the cradle” by Harry ChapinOnce upon a time, 30Continue reading “Music and Memories, Pt 3”

Music and Memories, Pt 2

Hey sports fans, if you are just joining us, this post is the second part of a series that began here. This series is nearly complete, but I haven’t found the energy to finish it just yet. We now return to the program in progress.—– “Families can be together Forever” by Ruth M GardenerUnburdened byContinue reading “Music and Memories, Pt 2”

Music and Memories

There are a litany of stories and numerous studies that detail how and why music ignites memory and fires the physical pathways in the brain responsible for that memory. There are an equal number of stories, studies, and publications about the benefits of music in a therapeutic context; This is especially true when looking atContinue reading “Music and Memories”

Roses in the sand

I went to a Portland burner thing one night, a while ago. I had my lammies in my ranger bag and someone noted the plastic and cloth rose on them, and asked what that was about. Not wanting to tell the story at the moment, I said “it’s a long story” and went about theContinue reading “Roses in the sand”

Sharing is caring

Invariably I get some flavor of the same question: “Can you tell me some good spots to explore”? Mostly, these questions are innocent, routine asks from a curious passerby. Sometimes they’re blatantly lazy (at best) or pretty sketchy (at worst) asks like “Can you give me some addresses of places you have explored”? They usuallyContinue reading “Sharing is caring”

Mornings

MorningsDecember 2024 – Portland, OR I have a love/hate relationship with mornings. I’m not much of a morning person, and I have not really been one for much of my adult life. There are a few reasons for that, beginning as a junior high kid, continuing through my time as a young adult in theContinue reading “Mornings”

Guilt

GuiltPortland, OR – May 2024 As I have grown older, there have been a few things in my life that have left me feeling guilty. Some of those have faded, some aren’t rational, and some are yet to be dealt with. One thing that has cropped up more and more of late is the guiltContinue reading “Guilt”

I am fame. Do a worship!

One night in Mid-August, bored and not wanting to sleep, I posted 3 photos on a Reddit sub. I shot the photos in question on a trip I took to an abandoned record store in late 2022. Several days later, I got contacted by Jack Beresford, a reporter from Newsweek asking if I’d be willingContinue reading “I am fame. Do a worship!”

Recycled

Recycled writingPortland OR – August 2024 I’ve always loved storytelling—orally, written, or through mixed media like audio and/or video recordings. I started writing LONG ago in the form of private letters and journals—some lost to time, others kept in sacred spaces within my home or the things I carry on me each day. The longestContinue reading “Recycled”