Where’s The Party?

The holidays are upon us and once again the holiday party scene is in full swing. I have not been to a party yet, which perhaps is a good thing, given my history of holiday parties. It’s not that I don’t like a good Christmas party. In fact, I had a pseudo...

Left Out Of The Loop.

I am a minority. There, I said it. No, it’s not because I’m over 50. Or the fact that I’m a white male. Or even that I am dyslexic, which is now covered by the American Disabilities Act. It’s because I am left handed. Yes, I am one of the lucky...

Into The Wind.

Years ago, I took sailing lessons at the Shilshole Marina. I had purchased three beginning lessons at the Seattle Boat Show so that I could finally learn all the ins and outs of sailing and perhaps one day pilot my own sailboat around the world. Well, the trip around...

Following Our Songlines.

One of my favorite books I’ve ever read is “The Songlines.” In it, author Bruce Chatwin chronicles his visit to the interior of Australia, tagging along with some blokes who were planning to build a transcontinental railroad. Since the tracks would...

Man, That Sounds Pretty Fishy To Me.

As we know, I’m not much of a sportsman. When I was in the dating world a couple years ago I always marveled at all these photos of obviously very outdoorsy women holding up the day’s catch, posing with a big marlin or out on a boat with a fish on. I...

Running On Empty.

Over the weekend I finally finished the draft of my memoirs. 137,000 some words covering the last 30 years of playing pirate – the good, the bad and the downright ugly. As I poured through the 435 pages this weekend, getting it ready to send off to be proofed, I...

I’m Out Of Control!

Like most people, I used to think I was totally in control, not only of my own life, but those of others. In the impatience and inadequacy of my youth, I spent endless hours torturing over what others were up to, what they thought of me, how I could get them to do...

Lost In The Woods Of Life.

When I was a kid, my house was backed by woods. Today, they would call it a greenbelt. We just called it “the woods.” The back half of the yard was wooded, which led to the cliff, which led to May Creek – one big forested backyard. The wooded part of...

Ya Got Some Talent There, Son.

I have only recently come to realize I have a gift. I don’t know where it came from. It’s been there for as long as I can remember. It’s manifested itself in many different ways over the years and I never thought much about it, figuring everyone...

Some Beach… The Times Of Our Lives.

I went out to the beach a couple days ago. This should seem like a no brainer, since I live right across the street from the beach. But I don’t go as frequently as I used to. Why? Well, because it’s always there, quite frankly. There seems to be no hurry....