Full tank. Wandering heart.
I’ve been reading a book called Floating Worlds: The Letters of Edward Gorey and Peter F. Neumeyer. As a chronic eavesdropper and curious (bordering on nosey) person, reading letters exchanged by two thoughtful, well-read people...
On a chilly day, what better way to warm your heart than with some roadside Americana? I present to you… Balancing Yugos. Pretty nifty, aren’t they? When I was a teenager, I worked in a...
In my travels around the internet one of the rabbit holes that I recently fell down was reading about the sculptor Alexander Calder. Somewhere along the line, I learned that he lived and worked...
Each morning I receive a writing prompt from Daily Page. Since I haven’t been using them over the last few weeks, I thought I’d combine 10 of the ones I missed and see what...
This is just a silly little video clip from a ride I did in the pine barrens of south Jersey with my friend Gary last week. Because of the way that video seems to...
2015 proved to be a year with dramatic highs and lows. But when all is said and done, I’m here on the last day of the year, closing it out with hope and possibility...
At the tail end of the summer of 2015, I had a bug in my ear about buying a KTM 690 Enduro. The obsession could have been the result of one too many pints of...
After spending the night in Springfield, Illinois, I set off north on Route 66. My goal for the day was to see the Gemini Giant. But, between Springfield and Wilmington, there were a lot of...
The Gemini Giant stands sentinel on Route 66 in the town of Wilmington, Illinois. For as long as I can remember being aware of muffler men, he has captured my imagination as being special. Is...
Recently I finished reading the book, Wild by Cheryl Strayed. On the surface, the book is about her solo hiking the Pacific Coast Trail, but the themes woven throughout the story transcend that. The...
During our trip through the Alps in September, we tried to stop on every pass to pick up a souvenir sticker. They’re such nice mementos of a trip.
No one is born knowing how to do everything. No, each little baby that rolls off the assembly line and hurtles down the chute is just like you. They don’t know anything about anything...
About 2 weeks ago, I’d read an article about how physicists have detected that more than 2 particles show signs of being entangled. Spooky quantum connection quantified for multiple particles. Granted, I only understand...
Eavesdropping in the diner. (Again) A man sitting at the counter just said to the waitress: “I come here everyday just to see you. Makes my day.” She didn’t respond with any warmth that...
On Saturday morning I woke up with the feeling that I was being visited by infinite possibility. It’s been a while since that’s been around. I’d missed it. In addition to feeling generally great, can...
It isn’t a secret that I’m camera shy. It makes me feel incredibly vulnerable to not only be seen but to have to speak as well. One of the things I want to work...
Often I feel that there is some invisible thread that binds some people who ride motorcycles. It’s not the motorcycle itself though, it is something just beyond it. Perhaps the motorcycle is simply a signal,...
Following my meltdown on Sunday morning, I did the only thing I know to do when nothing makes sense. I ran away. I got on my bike and went for a ride. Like a...
This post has zero motorcycle content so if you’re here for that, close up the browser and move on. If you’re in my day-to-day life don’t confront me about this because I am incapable...
