Waiting outside the gathering room for all the persons called to report for jury duty. Rather than looking like a gathering of my peers, it looks like a post modern Ellis Island, with the same sentiments, Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free; The wretched refuse of your teeming …
Author Archives: The Chronicler
Yesterday’s News
Robins, warm weather, idles of Spring. Gone! Today was a rip roaring 19 degrees as I left home to report for jury duty. I think if I didn’t have windows that look out on the street, I would mis-clothe myself for the weather. When in the early morning I see the dog walkers hunkered down …
Sign of Spring
At first, I only heard him, and then I saw him. The herald of Spring
Life Lessons
Some truths are universal and it doesn’t matter where you live. “The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose” – from a tj card by Shawn Byles. I packed to there and back again a ‘color stick’ gifted me by Hilary and every day as I use it – thoughts of her. The …
Corrupt
If your email version of this webpage looks unkept and disorganized, it is due to the way, ‘wordpress’ sweeps up the data to send via email. Check back here now and then, for the proper layout.
Back in Town
For the second time, I have auditioned and been cast in a Web series. The first one, was just prior to Portland, and I never heard from them again. Now, just returned, auditioned for another one, and was cast…will keep you posted!
At the Airport
It is time to leave Portlandia, PDX, on an early morning flight, at the airport at 6:00 a.m. It is time to think about boarding and I return to the gate from whence I was, and at that moment, a text. “Where are you?” For the moment I have forgotten that “Trotter”/Caleb from The Mousetrap …
Transition
And there is was, on the way away from the Coast, a solitary bridge, leading to nowhere. So I drove in. And then out. The sign states that Portland is 139 miles and San Francisco is 750. I wonder who cared, when. …
Trucks on the Road
What I wanted to show you was an empty logging truck on the road. These rigs are akin to horse mounted cowboys. But it went by to fast for me to catch. So humor me because I don’t have the skill to make this picture appear. Please copy and paste. A magnificent picture. http://s571.photobucket.com/user/norseman77/media/part%202/IMG_7693-1.jpg.html When …
More Clouds and Scenes
On the drive to the Coast. The mostly two lane road is often a corridor of pines. – in the early morning fog. The sun then breaks through and the winding road continues past orchards or adjacent to river and stream beds …