Twenty or thirty years from now, when I’m napping in the nursing home or puttering in the poorhouse (depending on where the Republicans have taken us by then), I want my family and friends to remember that I once did something besides sit in front of the TV shouting obscenities at piggy politicians of the fascist persuasion and drooling into my cream of wheat. I want to prove I once rode elephants… Read More

Time and Place 2015-16—the book—requires that I write a few summation posts to wrap up this year for a book that will result from the past two years of traveling and blogging and being. I’ve already described turning this blog into a series of books. Casually written, imperfectly edited, and laden with a mixed bag of photos, these books are nevertheless so very exciting to me because they give me an authentic… Read More