Places I have washed my hair.

In a five-gallon bucket of icy water outside the tent in the Badlands near Killdeer, North Dakota during trail ride. In the train station in Sacramento, California, a place with a lovely mural of the golden spike event though their restroom sinks are a little shallow. In the back of the horse trailer with an [...]

Statute of limitations.

A conversation with a friend, via email, in which we were discussing blogging: Friend: A bird just shat on my sunroof. A sign that I should or should not blog? Me: The obvious sign is to keep your sunroof closed. However, there’s no harm in further extrapolating that you should not blog. The gods have [...]

The Non-Opera

The Non-Opera

Lackluster. It was in planning for several months, this after-hours event at the shop, with the last two weeks a push for planning and baking, and the actual day of the event an exhausting day of the usual work plus frantic cleaning and arranging and final preparations. Lackluster is the word. Not on our part, [...]