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Driftwood, Vancouver Island, 1994
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Depression: Neither The End Nor An Easy Beginning

Silver Moccasin Run. For about 3 years I have been planning to do a run along the length of the Silver Moccasin Trail. This morning we got up at 3am and headed out to Vincent Gap. Andrea would drop me off, and meet me along the way as…
Mt. Williamson
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Fear's a Man's Best Friend

Oh baby, baby - Oops I did it again. I've signed up for Mogollon Monster. I feel as though I haven't been running well for the last year and a bit. I feel as though age has caught up to me. I feel as though my performances, from now on, will…
Rosedeer Hotel, Wayne, Alberta
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Ashes to Ashes: 2016 in the Rearview Mirror

New Year's Eve at the Blackfoot Truckstop Diner Blackfoot Truckstop Diner, in Calgary, watching fireworks go off at the zoo across the river with a handful of folks all of whom had seen better days. New Year's Eve, Rhubarb Pie, having spent…
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Family

Election Day. 95 degrees in sunny LA. I came back from a short run, took a shower, and turned on the TV, looking forward to the end of this awful election, history being made with the our first woman President, who aside from being female was…
Trans Canada Highway
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The Old Man's Last Winter

The old man is dying. This is a series of notes I wrote while visiting him in Canada.Return of the Prodigal Son1974. I was touring artist colonies in the French countryside with my Grandpere, a retired French diplomat and hobbyist painter. He…
Cooking Heroin, Echo Park

18 Years

Once upon a time, I drank a little bit too much liquor and used a little bit too much drugs.1997. I lived in a one room apartment in Hollywood. I'd usually black out before I could get into bed and wake up on the floor, or on the sofa, wondering…
Angelyne, Hollywood Blvd 1995
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100 Miles of Nostalgia, and a Prayer.

Why?It's been a lazy August. I get up every morning at 5:30, make coffee, get into my running gear, think better of it, and sit in the living room with a book. The desire to run has left me for a while. My body needs a vacation. I'm not…
Frank, on dope, Hollywood, 1995

Nicolas' drunkalogue

Ten years ago, I was a nice dinner party in Los Feliz.It was a warm spring evening, and we were sitting around a table in our host's lush back yard. The conversation became a contest. Everyone went around the table telling their worst drunk…