The Hellish Handbasket

This week, I got lost in the forest. I survived. Just want to get that out of the way up front. It was only for a few hours, and I wasn'...

Mike (not his real name) is a flabby grizzled aging man with no front teeth and a cute roly-poly dog named Roxie. I met Mike and Roxie this ...

I remember when my family used to visit my grandfather's cattle ranch in the high desert east of Prineville, Oregon. For a city kid, the...

After weeks of hiding out in Portland, living in parking lots of public parks during the day and trolling Portland streets for safe places t...

When I'm at the coast, I take long walks on the beach. I aim for the middle ground between soft dry and soggy wet. I walk in the early m...

You know you aren't in Southern Arizona anymore when an older woman living her car feels the need to pull out her stun gun and press it ...

The theme of the week is persist and resist. Persist at the personal my life sucks and then I die level, resist at the existential cosmic no...

Spring in Portland is an on-again off-again phenomenon. Now you see it, now you don't. Now it's sunny, oops, now it's raining. A...

When did the Department of Motor Vehicles turn into such a bureaucratic pithole? I've been to several DMV locations in the greater Portl...

I've been dividing my residence between the Homewood Suites parking lot in Tucson and the BLM Ironwood National Monument land just west ...

This week I was reminded once again that there are penalties for being a nomad. The USPS, in an effort to stem the flow of drugs through the...

Wherever you go, there you are. It's an old adage, but a good one. Wherever I go, I can't escape myself. I keep trying, but my body...

Greetings from sunny Scottsdale. Yes, I'm back in paradise, walking the dog, taking out the trash, and pretending I'm a friend of th...

Now that I live in my car, I'm a new person. It's as if all the years of art school, business school, teaching, editing, taking care...

Greetings from someplace in Arizona. Yes, I am back in the brutally hot sunshine state. I guess soon every state will be brutally hot, but p...

When I was an adolescent, I shared a room with my sister. A large black fly got in through the window and hung around. We named it Fred. Fre...

One thing I've disccovered about living in a car is that my environment requires me to be present in the moment. Being present has never...

This week I've been diligently performing my role as pilot car. Being the pilot car means I'm a leader, not a follower, or I guess y...

As I was sitting at a laundromat in Anytown, USA, yesterday, washing my skivvies with the neighborhood hoi polloi, I saw the photo of my mot...