Bikinis March is insistent on arriving. The skies are clear and blue now with temperatures in the mid-70′s. I have to leave in nine days and rest-assured that I am not looking forward to it. Lunch breaks are bikini sun-bathing sessions by the pool. The meal is frozen liquid fruit in a tall glass. The [...]
Continue ReadingDear Diary 003: Black Magic and Sharpee Pens
I can’t remember what my house in Portland looks like. More disturbing, that doesn’t bother me a single bit. I thought I’d miss it by now, but all signs are pointing to something I already knew: there’s a gypsy hiding inside of me. It’s not that Tucson is so mind-blowing. It’s a town like any [...]
Continue ReadingDear Diary 001: Golden Streets and Lemmons
The Streets are Lined with Gold Actually, they’re not. And, for the record, it rains in Tucson during January. A lot. When you’re headed here, people who went to school here or lived here once will have you believe that every day from here until eternity is 75 and sunny. To be certain, there are [...]
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