Goodbye To All That…..
Amy, my Mobile Mountain Hermit’s Hut It’s damp and chilly outside. Typical Vancouver winter weather. Earlier I took a walk, …
Amy, my Mobile Mountain Hermit’s Hut It’s damp and chilly outside. Typical Vancouver winter weather. Earlier I took a walk, …
It’s not easy resuming this writing thing after a hiatus of what, six months? However, quiet, even silence, can be …
Come dance with me for a spell. Not the sort of dancing people do to the music of today. No, …
I haven’t written much lately. Not for the blog at any rate. The truth is I don’t feel …
Response to an idea filled comment: More words, words, words. But alright, Slovenly, I’ll try another tack. …
Written in reply to a comment left below one of my blockbuster videos: AHHHH! Spengler? SPENGLER! STOP! TURN AROUND! GO …
Life is all around us, and indeed it is us. In spite of how far away our ability …
Sometimes the image has little to do with the words that follow, but are included because of a certain evocativeness. …
I am sitting, or more accurately lying, in the bunk of my truck waiting to be loaded with the salads …
Don’t let it ever be said that the Omphalos Cafe spares any effort in combing the outside world and plumbing …