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wrecked.org This morning I got up with the squirrels and cheered on my favorite triathlon partner as she ran a race in Manhappiness. I sped by Starbucks to get caffeine and the Sunday edition of the New York Times…
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wrecked.org This morning I got up with the squirrels and cheered on my favorite triathlon partner as she ran a race in Manhappiness. I sped by Starbucks to get caffeine and the Sunday edition of the New York Times…
Lingua wrecked is sort of a "lingua franca" of those who wrestle in life; a connecting language that links your experience to my experience and to the life of that guy on the curb by the liquor store. If lingua franca is a "bridge…
I hopped on a bike the other day for a quick spin through the suburbs. Actually…"hopped" is a bit too optimistic. I got dressed, hydrated, found my helmet and key pouch, and pulled my bike into the landing in…
wrecked.org The rain is rattling down the drainpipe and the whoosh of a steady shower fills the empty spaces. It is lovely. A crepe myrtle's magenta puff-blooms bounce in the breeze and rain. The courtyard is quiet. Oh…
wrecked.org I'll be moving soon and thanks to friends and a VERY PATIENT brother-in-law (a prince among men), I am going to pack my belongings, load them, and meet up with them in Manhattan, Kansas, in August. There is…
wrecked.org I just finished WILD: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Coast Trail, by Cheryl Strayed. A friend had recommended this book many times over a few years. If you are easily offended, I wouldn't recommend it to you. If, however, you've…
wrecked.org I love the idea of recycling, upcycling, bicycling… It seems that the idea of “reduce, reuse, recycle, educate” has biblical parallels: one person’s trash becomes another’s transformed product. Artwork, household goods, industrial items, water, ideas, and more can be…
wrecked.org I've been missing something…something visceral; something that I have always – under every circumstance – been able to count on and draw upon. I've looked in closets, books, song, people, silence, and in the battered book of faith…
Yesterday, as I looked for the puppy's chewy-ball, I heard a horrible noise and looked in time to see a large touring motorcycle flip, fling, roll, and skid outside. I yelled to Madi to call 911 and raced to the…