How did I get here? It happens every so often. The wheels beneath me seem to move on their own, and I arrive in my car (or on my bike) at some unexpected location. I don't recall the moment I turned off course. I only realize what has happened when I find myself where I … Continue reading Turning back →

Either things are coming together, or else they're falling apart... Or so says poet Peter Cole in "Song of Shattering Vessels". He suggests that nothing remains stagnant, and that we are always at the beginning or the end of something. Over the years, I come back to this poem (or it comes to me) again … Continue reading dis/integration →

Full disclosure: I have no real connection with either of these men. My appreciation for basketball has been a very recent phenomenon (so recent that its genesis is post-Kobe), and I have never (not once) tuned in to listen to conservative talk radio. Also, I am swimming in the same news cycle as everyone else. … Continue reading Kobe and Rush, and truth and worthiness →