Another blog. This one is where I put some of the stuff I want to share with those who are no longer on the planet. No matter how nutty, mundane, warped or insane it might be, a couple of you got more than others but it’s hard to find people. Thanks for being some of my people while you were here and wherever your energy is now, I’m grateful for having known each of you.
I started this on the day my friend Don Davidson died, in the fall of 2021. A friend like no other since 1996. The missing never goes away. The tree I see out my kitchen window is named for Don.
Sometimes I write to Colby-Tait Africa who disappeared from existence in 2020. He helped save my life in 2019.
The first few months of 2024 brought most unwelcome news of Sarah Alden’s death. I still have no words.
Then in mid-2024, I got the devastating news of my dear friend Scott Riedman departing way too soon. A day doesn’t go by without him crossing my mind. He helped save me in 2019, too. The tree next to Don’s is Scott’s.
I knew she wasn’t well but, in December of 2025, Betsy Spry departed before her 58th birthday. She disliked her birthday as much – if not more – as I hate mine. I really wanted her to have more of them with her around.
In April of 2026, my friend from Tom Towle’s wife Hollie died. I thought we’d have more taco Tuesdays.
They’re all still in the energy, in the stardust and in my heart. But I miss them. So I post weird, random shit on this blog because it reminds me of one of them or just because I feel like putting a thought or some photos somewhere.
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