Bicycling is the Answer, Part II
It’s taken me ten months, from the time I posted the first part until this week, to actually reduce my car trips and bicycle to town. It’s 12 miles round trip with a few tough hills, but …
The Road
The book is compelling because McCarthy paints such a realistic scenario for the end of the world. The book starts six or eight years after something awful and irrevocable has put the world in …
Took Her Radio and Hocked it, Radio and Hocked it
My new hobby is my iPod. I really am converted to their cult. It’s so mind-bogglingly fun to carry all of my music around with me wherever I go. I’m using it as a way to reconnect to old …
Ron Paul Vs. Rudy Giuliani
Here we are, almost six years after the start of the “War on Terror,” and a Republican Congressman running for president has the balls to say that honestly look at the causes of terrorism. …
I've Fallen Into the Cellar
Today, this week, I’ve been in the grips of a monstrous depression that I can’t shake, no matter how hard I try. The weather has been, for the most part, fantastic, but that’s not …
About My Mom
My mom died about three weeks ago. I originally thought I would have a better understanding of how I’m feeling three months later, but I don’t. I still feel numb. I really loved my mom and …
Mom, 1928-2007
My mother died Sunday night. It occurred to me then how frightening the world is when your mother is no longer alive. My mother was a source of grace. She knew every song on the radio and could sing …
My Mother's Last Stand
The doctor told my sister on Thursday night that if family wanted to come and see my mother before she died, now would be a good time. She had been asleep by then for 48 hours straight, fighting …
A Cubic Foot of Memory Suspended in the Air
I took Cinder to Battle Point Park last week. It was a rare sunny winter day. We walked around the park, I occasionally throwing the ball for her, but mostly just walking along. We saw high school …
You Know My Name (Look Up the Number)
[caption id="" align=“alignright” width=“300”] Mackinac Island (1814) by William Dashwood[/caption] My first name is Porter, as was my father’s and …