Wes over at NearlyWes allowed me to defile their blog with a cheaply thrilling true story of a near auto accident of mine. All it needs is sex to round out its pulp fiction-ness. Go check it out and the rest of Wes‘ blog!
If you’re anything like me, you’ve spent too much of your life watching videos of vehicles colliding with things they have no business colliding with (e.g. walls, rivers, ditches, moving cars, parked cars, etc.) And if you’re anything like me, you probably cry yourself to sleep at night.
But that’s neither here nor there. Let’s get on with the relevant story:
My partner Moose – yes, that is the name his mother didn’t give him – and I had spent the better part of the afternoon hanging out on the banks of the Columbia River east of Portlandia. It was summertime, so half of the Portland metro area was gathered along the Columbia to bask in the coruscating glory of the sun while dipping their toes in the river. This is not where our story takes place.
At the end of our Nicholas Sparks-worthy afternoon, we and the rest of the weekend warriors were reluctantly returning to…
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Thanks to Lynne Brown for featuring a short story I wrote for Halloween. Aside from the typos – enjoy! And check out her blog, especially her #FollowFridays
October is Ghouls, Goblins & Guest Bloggers month at from the sticks to the bricks and back again. Today’s guest blogger is Michelle from the creative duo Moose and Michelle who blog over at The Lonely Tribalist.
The Lonely Tribalist as explained in their about page is “a blog run by Michelle, a 22 year old college super senior studying Applied Linguistics and looking toward a bright future of tricked out ramen dinners and taking people’s orders for coffee. By her side is her support companion, Moose, a 35 year old world-weary traveler intent on spreading the gospel of sustainability and tribalism one impromptu Starbucks conversation at a time.”
No subject is off limits at The Lonely Tribalist so please visit Michelle and Moose and their eclectic collection of posts after reading Happy Halloween: Another Day in Paradise.
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‘Twas the night before college, when all through my head My thoughts formed a clutter of worry and dread. The fears of what lay ahead of me were deep, Preventing my mind from getting some sleep. I sprang from my bed in my jittery distress: “If I don’t sleep right now, I’ll wake up a …