THE RANGER TAKES AN UNHOLY TURN …FUCK YOU BILLINGS & MAY TOP-TECH AUTO BURN DOWN INTO THE INBRED SOIL FROM WHICH IT SPROUTED.
A week in an off-the-map ancient ski town, Rossland, B.C., which lies just above the scrawny neck of Idaho, was a great escape from the over-trodden billion dollar-mountains we’d been riding the past [...]
It was a few days after Las Vegas so our frayed nerves were still raw as we tried to get back to ‘normal’ while we were enjoying the first stint of laid-back camping on the California Coast. Los Osos, the name of a quaint water-edge town what meant the bears, but of course the last [...]
Tagged from the road, Johnny Dick, Observations, prose, prose poetryPORTLAND, OR…PLANTING ROOTS IN A MOSSY NEW STOMPING GROUND
By now most of you, whoever you are, must be thinking that I’m dead, burnt to a crisp in a car crash on a deserted highway or at least a quadriplegic from a cliff diving accident or something, but no, I’m at least still half alive in [...]
(A MISPLACED FLASHBACK FROM WINTRY UGLINESS IN MILWAUKEE)
“I am guilty, Lord, but I am also a lover - and I am one of your best people, as you know; and yea tho I have walked in many strange shadows and acted crazy from time to time and even drooled on many High Priests, I have [...]
WESTWARD HO…THE COLD BACKHANDED SLAP OF REAL WINTER…THIN-SKINNED MIDWESTERNERS WOULDN’T SURVIVE OUT HERE…THE CRYOGENICALLY FROZEN PRESIDENT AND THE SAD STATE OF THE UNION
From the frozen Canadian metropolis of Calgary, Alberta, the time has finally come for an initial assessment of this launch across, around, and out of the great American landscape. Finally breaking out of [...]
