These past couple of months have not been especially terrific for my nervous system, as I’ve thought about losing my pacific circuit, felt like I was dealing with a live grenade, got reminded of some previous bodymind trauma, and have been dealing with exciting new medical things. All along the way, I appear to be looking at my life and grading it on a curve which doesn’t especially reflect the likely buildup of psychic plaque. Last night, I stayed up late not just to post my IndieWeb Car...| Bix dot Blog
Today by necessity began with an early Ride to Car trip to Sunnyside Medical Center in Clackamas, about as “all the way on the other aide of town” as you can get from St. Johns. My driver this time happened to be of the “take...| Bix dot Blog
Just over six years ago, I wrote about what I called the single most devastating line I have ever heard uttered in a movie, when Kayla Day—her head down with shame, at a backyard fire she wanted in order to burn a box of her...| Bix dot Blog
By the time I had to put dinner on the stove this evening, I was thinking a lot about what’s maybe the best line in the late, lamented television show Terriers, when Gretchen tells her interfering and uninformed ex-husband Hank, “You’re the live grenade in...| Bix dot Blog
Your final look at The Finger It’s 2003 and you’re coming up on the end of your first full year of “stand-alone journalism”, doing independent reporting and commentary on Portland entirely by blog. You’re visiting an independent bookstore run out of a church in...| Bix dot Blog