Tomorrow is 2-8 Two eights. Aint' that great? Balls and Boobs. And interludes. It's OK to BAWL when YOU GET BRUISED. It's OK to SRPRAWL TO PREVENT The CONFUSION OF CONSENT. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE. YOU HAVE NO FREE WILL I know you are strong But you don't have to KILL BILL TO PROVE IT.... Continue Reading →


August 3rd

It seems like every year I learn something new about that day in 1978 when I made my debut into this world... "You were due on the third."  My mom told me several yeas ago. "I was?...I must have been comfortable!  I didn't wanna come out!"  I laughed.  Homesick from the beginning.  Because it wasn't... Continue Reading →

Artwork by Kevin (my brody!)

I am in absolute awe of my brother's talent.  Even the paintings he thought should be burned, I thought were excellent.  Kevin is my older brother by almost exactly 2 and a half years.  I think he is absolutely amazing ... he is my favorite artist! I love the featured image, of the little girl... Continue Reading →

Can I Get a FITNESS!?

Fitness has been a major part of my life. I took a year long fitness training program at Ashmead College, and worked for several different gyms over the years as a personal trainer and also competed in MMA at a professional level. Truthfully:  I stopped personal training and leading boot camps because I couldn't stand... Continue Reading →

Home From War.

When I quit the ambulance, I felt like I had returned to civilian life. I felt like I had been at war. Everyone thinks warfare is something that doesn't happen the United States...despite the watered down tales of terror shared by the news. I always found the news so trivial.  For the most part... Continue Reading →

If Facebook Ceases

I'm not gonna say (again) that I'm gonna take a reprieve from facebook.  I do love it on so many levels.  It's like being able to still be on ship with shipmates that now live from New Zealand to Africa to Alaska or the Netherlands.  It's like still being neighbors with my Eglon family, that... Continue Reading →

Guilt Goes Gratitude Stays

7/9/18 I’m so blessed right now.  I feel blessed.  I feel….filled with hope.  I just do.  Right now Ebbie is getting her breathe back from a fun run in Clark Fork…dragging me on my adult Trike.  (I tried it with a bike but she was too strong, and I fell…a lot.)  I spent the morning... Continue Reading →


There's a montage of violence I can't silence in my mind. I try to sleep but these scenes repeat and past tenses play like fragmented sentences as I struggle to make sense of it. 7/7/18 My 'collection of my moments' that is filled with books, pictures, scrapbooks, some art, some journals, etc, had been kept... Continue Reading →

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