James can’t see. While being blind could in other circumstances be a serious problem, here it is a semi-amusing inconvenience. “Here” happens to be Portage, Wisconsin, where James, Captain 1 Brandon and me have spent our Wednesday nights since January.
Portage is achingly depressing these...
May
10
Mush
I ain’t fancy enough to know the whole difference between memoir and autobiography, but I got titles for both. Well, sort of. Title for one and a half-finished working title for the other. If it’s a book about trying to make some sense of the ride, the title will be “A Few Small Repairs.” And...
Apr
15
Quiet Time
County Highway CS west of the Hardees at the I90 Loves truck stop may seem an odd place to ponder late-stage capitalism. But I have some alone time and who knows how these ponderings begin. Maybe because the Hardees shoe-horned into the corner of Loves never registered with me before. The...