Possum 101

Before you can play dead you have to master the art of staying still.

Videos taken at 2:30 this morning. Minor wind damage to the house. Minor emotional damage done to the dogs. Cassie did not approve a hurricane.

I was, briefly an artist, past my prime. Now, I am not sure what I am or if I am. But, once, I was. Perhaps I am never to be again. This image was never printed way back when and perhaps that was [...]

When I was young, I remember getting upset with my dad because every story he told ended with the (I felt unnecessary) addition that the person he was talking about was dead or had just died. I [...]

Wanna fight? Thankfully I haven’t ever heard those words… well not since that one time we won’t speak about, or the other time that I don’t care to mention. Course, the time before that is the [...]

You ever go walking along the beach and see a perfect shell, but a wave is coming in? You know what I am describing, perfect shell, wave and you in your Sunday best? And you’re thinking, [...]

Grandpa was born Clyde Lamar Hatcher in the Oklahoma territory before it had achieved statehood. When he was no more than two or three his father Mr. Hatcher passed away. His mom, Miss Effie [...]

Has anyone ever tried to kill me? This came up in a non-sequitur the other evening. I made mention that “better people have tried to kill me before and failed” or something very close [...]

I got a haircut the week before the lock downs started. I haven’t gotten one since. I’m going to wait until it’s been a year before I get it cut back down to size. Why a year? I [...]

Feeling out of step with the world today. Went to the sea to see, and to be, and to think and to dream.   #cloudy, #gulf, #gulfcoast, #texas, #water, #outofstep