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Category Archives: Autobiography
The Things You Take
Two weeks and one day ago, my girlfriend and I drove up to Whiskeytown Lake, a picturesque reservoir nestled in the outskirts of California’s Klamath Mountains, to look at the blazing flames and swirling smoke of a remote wildfire towering … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Nonsense
Tagged Carr Fire, childhood, evacuation, family, love, materialism, Redding, sentimental value, Tubbs Fire, Whiskeytown, wildfire
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Young Man by the Creek
Swollen was the oft dry creek bed with the rains of El Niño. Turbulent brown waters were tugging at the brilliant broad leaves of trees often too high to be bothered. Humble caps of mushrooms were pushing through the riparian … Continue reading
Mountaineering
There exists a certain madness that consumes many who seek adventure amidst their tame and sterile realities. This madness drives us to jeopardize the lives and safety of ourselves and those we love, and yet we revere those who are possessed … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Editorial, Travel
Tagged Cascades, Hiking, Himalayas, Mount Rainier, mountaineering, mountains, Rainier, recreation, Sierra Nevada, Sierras, Washington
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Compatibility
Allow me to begin with a lengthy anecdote: An old friend and I reunited after nine years. I had visited him briefly in 2009, but regrettably, I spent the whole time complaining of a broken heart and other such nonsense. Through … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Editorial
Tagged companionship, compatibility, friendship, love, romance
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The Depths Whence Elation is Born
Bear with me, Reader; I do not intend to be vulgar. That is not why we’re here. I had once made the statement that everything is beautiful, and if we don’t find something beautiful, it’s simply because we don’t understand … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography
Tagged brotherhood, camaraderie, fatherhood, Hiking, identity, Lassen Peak, memory
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White Mountain Peak: love atop hell
When I think of the most beautiful place I’ve ever been, I think of White Mountain Peak. White Mountain Peak is an arid and lifeless mountain emerging from the desolate desert floor in Eastern California. There are no trees. There … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography, Travel
Tagged California, Eastern California, friendship, greatness, Hiking, humility, white mountain peak, White Mountains
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The Chicken Dance: a pathetic tale of melancholic self-pity
I’ve learned in recent years that if I want to do something, I can’t be afraid of doing it alone. If I always waited around for people to join me, I’d still be waiting. I can’t let the lameness of … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography
Tagged alienation, Chicken Dance, loneliness, New Braunfels, polka, solitude, Texas, Wurstfest
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The Saga of Expression
Once upon a time in Italy, a beautiful woman winked at me. The wink occurred in a church, and I saw it from across the nave, as clear as a twinkling star. That was eight years ago, and it … Continue reading
Posted in Autobiography
Tagged expression, faces, gestures, maternal love, self-expression
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Being a Stranger
Julia was the first woman I met when I moved to Austin. She was a barista at the Starbucks by my apartment. Before I had internet, I had Starbucks. Before I had friends, I had Julia. So every night until … Continue reading
The Worst Lesson I Ever Learned
Let me tell you the 2nd worst lesson I ever learned: Good things come to those who wait. Truth be told, those who wait may wait forever. Good Fortune is not seeking you out. It isn’t even waiting to be … Continue reading