All Things EPIC

You need a framebag.  To carry your groceries home. To haul your beer to the bonfire. So it can bulge with burritos when you leav...

For all those who just sit back and scratch their heads and wonder what the hell I am thinking/doing/saying/feeling and what could possibl...

January 2, 2015. These mountains are again my home. I have grown tired of floudering around wondering where home is (Denver? Missoul...

Hey Mom, I must tell you of my first day in this strange, new place. By the way, where are you? I figured you were out riding your bike ...

As the year winds down and I find myself wide awake at 1:32am looking through pics, a jolt (mmmmm....maybe more like a slight twitch) of mot...

Much writing goes on in my little world. I am loving the act of handwriting, brainstorming, dreaming in journals. A little of this: Al...

My thoughts today took me to the main street of a tiny town. If you look very closely at a state map of Oregon, you will barely see the minu...