There is nothing like running into an old friend in an airport to raise the spirits. And there, lurking among the smut in a magazine…
Posts published in “Essays”
It is a singularly small town talent, and one I lack: The ability to recognize oncoming cars soon enough to decide whether or not to…
Oh, please, take pity on us poor satirists, for reality keeps nipping at our heels and increasingly overtaking us. There was a recent report that…
The Northern California pot growing culture is very clubby. In Mendocino and Humboldt, it's the growers against not just the cops but also CAMP. This…
The rains fell so redundantly this spring that I tired of checking the forecast in the newspaper. I took to wearing a green raincoat with…
There are so many smellier corpses in the New York Times’s mausoleum, not to mention that larger graveyard of truth known as the Fourth Estate,…
Everyday chaos slips closer: a scream, a senior center closing, gunshot lead-in on the five o'clock news. Outside construction workers tear up the street while…
I spent every night at the Washoe House, playing cribbage with the bartender, between my sophomore and junior years of college, although I was only…
In a few weeks my mother and I will be gone from Anderson Valley, a place I have lived in and loved for three decades