Even I barely know what happened that day. There were forty of us, riding across the desert hills like a … More
Tag: Writing
The Dark Corridor pt. A
Forty or Fourty Tinny or Tiny Crunchy or Cronchy Slim or Slam Icky or Ucky Harboring, harbouring, labouring under delusions … More
Sanding
The desert is hot and dry. Really hot and dry after being in the Northwest for so long. Anyway, I’m … More
Geez Louize
It’s been a while So I bid farewell to Vietnam. I spent a day ish in Taipei. There will be … More
Loitering
Nothing like a good wander. I’ve noticed that there is a lot more social acceptance of what we would call … More
