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The History of Griffith Park

Colonel Griffith J. Griffith donated the land for his namesake park and also shot his wife in the eye.

Mendocino County Today: Friday, Oct 2, 2015

Salty Water;
Federal Audit;
Skid Row;
Shooters Arraigned;
Self Assessment;
Van;
PA Manager;
Police Reports;
Yesterday's Catch;
Doomed Family;
Garberville Shooting;
Tweek Stop;
Jesse James;
Oregon Dispensaries;
Shoulder Surfing;
Oregon Shooter;
Posturing Politicians

The Rich Boy: The Art of Trump L’Oeil Politics

The year is 1985. Reagan has just been reelected, but Republican fortunes across the country are waning. The Gipper was beginning to show his incapacities and the party itself seemed just as hoary. The hunt was…

Eco Pod People

A tiny wind and solar-powered pod that can be taken almost anywhere.

Mendocino County Today: Thursday, Oct 1, 2015

Water Emergency;
Family Homicides;
Test Results;
Dan's Story;
Warrant Wednesday;
Model X;
Papal Decrees;
Planned Parenthood;
Last Meals;
Drug Scandal;
Yesterday's Catch;
News Shock;
Sunset;
Candidate Principles;
Republican Economics;
Solar Solution;
Butterfly Bombs;
Water Pricing;
Arctic Drilling;
Vocational Grants;
Flawed Tunnels

Letters (Sep 30, 2015)

Recently the Ukiah Daily Journal published an unsigned editorial that apparently represents the opinion of the paper, in which it denounced Supervisor Tom Woodhouse for talking with County workers about their jobs and conditions. The editorial referenced Supervisor Carrie Brown’s reprimand of Supervisor Woodhouse.

My Experience At Hospitality House

A recent item in the Off The Record section of this-here publication stated that a certain group of Supervisors approved the disbursement of a big ol' chunk of dough, nearly 100 large, to the Hospitality…

Outlaw Ford

Early Mendocino County is filled with many yarns and tales. One of the characters in Outlaw Ford (the novel excerpted here) states, “Sometimes you have to lie to get at the truth.” That's more or…

Assignments

Even at this late date in the arc of my life, I am occasionally invited to speak to high school kids about the career path of a writer. When I explain to those soliciting me to speak that I am not a journalist or a non-fiction writer or a writer of murder mysteries or bodice rippers or young adult dystopian vampire novellas, but rather a writer of unclassifiable fiction and essays, and I further explain that I don’t recommend my career path to anyone because that would be to recommend working long hours seven days a week for five decades, my wages paltry and unreliable. After such an explanation, the invitations are withdrawn.

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