I'd like to begin this post by stating that I am a cyclist by nature and by nurture. My father raced bicycles in his twenties and I spent a lot of my childhood on the back of a tandem. In fact, I was probably riding bikes before I could really walk. The happiest moments of... Continue Reading →
I am a Nuisance
Several years ago, I was diagnosed with a lengthy list of food sensitivities. For those who don't know the difference between an allergy and a sensitivity, don't worry, it's confusing. An allergic reaction occurs fairly instantaneously - generally within an hour of coming into contact with the food. Symptoms of an allergy include itching, hives,... Continue Reading →
2001
When I was eight years old, my family made the move from Colorado to Missouri so that my father could attend medical school. At first, the move was an adventure: a new state, a new town, a new school, new friends. But the adventure quickly vanished under the weight of loneliness and fear. It was... Continue Reading →
Father Otter
When we lived in Colorado, my dad worked for the ambulance service twenty-four hours on, twenty-four hours off. By all rights he should have spent his off days asleep, getting some "me time", but instead he spent it with me and my brother. He played with us at the rec center. He took us camping and... Continue Reading →
The Pack
When I was born, my parents had two dogs: a standard poodle named Simon and a flat coat retriever mix named Crissy. Simon was delighted by my sudden, unexpected arrival and immediately claimed me as his baby. Crissy, who was completely and utterly devoted to my mother, took it upon herself to be my protector.... Continue Reading →
Miners Have Mojo
Last night, I had one of those experiences that I hope to remember for the rest of my life. Our band was hired to play at a summer kick-off party down at the Camden Harbor. We were told that we'd be playing on a barge. Now, when I think barge I think of something flat... Continue Reading →