Category: Share


Fourteen Highlights from Twenty Fourteen (mostly in photos)

Since I didn’t publish last year, I’m taking another new year as an opportunity to reflect and give myself a clean slate for all the writing that is to come from my new weekly challenge in 2015. :drumroll: My top moments and memories of 2014. 1. Babies. What’s not to love about Facebook turning into


Quince: Your Favorite Fall Fruit You’ve Never Heard Of ~ recipes, histories + map making

“Make sure you cook it.” Aside from it being something like an apple and something like a pear, that’s all I’d heard about quince. Still, I had one on my counter and I needed to eat it before it went bad…just like all the other veggies in my fridge. So began tonight’s dinner roulette (which


Timber! Outdoor Music Festival in Pictures

A while back I posted a few reasons why you should consider putting Timber! Outdoor Music Festival on your calendar for next year. After finally getting my photographs off my phone, a mostly mobile view of Timber! is ready for your ogling, reminiscing and vicarious living. There wasn’t a single act I didn’t like. Even


Timber! Fest Preview

Sometimes all I can hear is Car Talk, “well folks, it’s happened again. you’ve wasted yet another hour…” And so it goes. As such, all I have to share is a preview of last weekend’s Timber! Outdoor Music Festival. I can’t wait to process the photos from my camera so these phone picts will have


Why you should check out Timber! Fest Next Year

After a whirlwind weekend, I’m finally home and semi-breaking the rule of no computers in bed as I type this post into my phone (via an external keyboard). For more information on Timber Fest! see my eponymous post (coming soon). 1. It’s very well organized. So well that unless you take the time to think

Rock Against Alziemer’s 2011: Not to be forgotten

Rock Against Alziemer’s 2011: Not to be forgotten

In what will live on as one of the most memorable shows of the year, Rock Against Alziemer’s raised an unforgettable amount of money and awareness around a disease that affects many loved ones. And they did it by lining up the best show I’d seen all year. Here’s a few of my favorites from

Misumena Vatia (Crab Spider) and a Wasp

Caught on Macro: Watching a Spider Kill a Wasp

The highlight of my trip to Estacada today was playing with my make-shift macro lens in an attempt to photograph a bee or a wasp, only to catch it getting caught for brunch by a peculiar spider. (I sometimes take off my lens, turn it around and hold it against the camera body with my

Confessions: My Father, Hummingbirds, and Franz Fanon

Found this hiding in my drafts. I love finding old snippets and notes- like getting pictures in the mail from last year that you’d long forgotten. With the holidays coming up, I can’t resist but to urge you to support the artists, musicians and poets in your life. You can always buy me a book.


little moth / i do not think you’ll escape

If you don’t get’s Poem a Day, I suggest you check it out. Here’s a snippet from a new fave. Passage I by Maureen N. McLane little moth I do not think you’ll escape this night I do not think you’ll escape this night little moth * bees in clover summer half over friends


look-see: photos for your poetry

Ancient Theories by Nick Lantz A horse hair falls into the water and grows into an eel. Even Aristotle believed that frogs formed from mud, that mice sprouted like seedlings in the damp hay. I used to believe the world spoke in code. I lay awake and tried to parse the flashes of the streetlight—


Portland Rock History. Get Into It.

Last Thursday I had the pleasure of indulging in a double-header of Portland rock history. To kick it off, I went to another stellar Northwest Passage dinner lecture put on by the Dill Pickle Club. (If you haven’t checked them out yet and are local to Portland- you need to.) Eric Isaacson, of Mississippi Records,

A Poem for a Rainy Morning

Tomorrow marks the start of National Poetry Writing Month, when folks gear up to write a poem a day for 30 days- 30/30. In preparation, I’ve stumbled upon and want to share an oldie and a goodie. By Richard Brautigan. DECEMBER 30 At 1:03 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an


Storytellers Share Portland’s Musical History

Chances are you didn’t grow up in Portland. I didn’t either. That’s why the Dill Pickle Club’s dinner lecture series exploring and sharing Portland’s independent musical history is so fascinating. A must check-out for anyone in the current PDX music scene or lover of the evolutions of independent music culture.

History behind a Favorite Ad

I first saw my favorite ad on mute, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Perhaps you know the one: America, from Levi’s Go Forth Campaign. Visual poetry plucking at your soul strings vs your pocketbook–not your typical digest of capitalism. Over at Brains On Fire, they shared some historical context that further

Lego Matrix

Both Legos and the Matrix are extremely cool. So it’s no surprise that this video follows suit. Thanks to all those people who pursue their passions if for no other reason than to make the world a more enjoyable place. You can even check it out side-by-side with the original.

Hipsters, Fixies, Protestants & a Video

Just today I was asked to “explain this fixies hipster bike thing vs whatever is not fixies hipster” and I think I did a fine job. Then, as a cherry to top it off, I found this video that I just have to share. Enjoy! oh yes. the fixies are rather simple: when the pedals

A Poem for Summer Coming

Jack Spicer woke my wanderlust soul this morning with a poem. I appreciate the almost beat while staying off the beaten path. I think John Mayer read Jack Spicer. And I think mornings are suitable for thinking and elegies, for  mourning. Jack Spicer is dead. Here is a snippet. Get the whole thing on

How I Fixed my HP C5180 Printer

September 2013 Update: I’m so glad this has helped so many people! Over the years, a few folks have posted additional info in the comments, so I recommend checking out the great tips especially from Mike & Jim if the Hard Reset isn’t what you’re looking for. After several weeks of no working printer, I

Poem for your Pocket

Weaving by Paul Otremba I’ve tried to sift a truth finer than salt from my mouth. It matters: I get up or I do not. The books can wait, leaves burn themselves these days, and the day begins or it does not. Now wingless, a wasp masquerading as the sun crawls— more »

Life, friends, is boring

In my pursuit to revisit an anthology of poetry in the mornings, I read some scribbles that made me laugh. “- confessional poet – drown in abyss of self-pity” And so I went on to read an excert from John Berryman’s The Dream Songs. It’s a good picker-upper for the start of any Portland day.


Get every new post on this blog delivered to your Inbox.

Join other followers: