I like to hike. It's my favorite form of exercise - not too bouncy, not too repetitive, and it gets me outside in nature. Well, some trails in the Los Angeles area are sort of nature-adjacent but you have to listen to the sounds of leaf blowers and people and trucks and stuff. … [Read more...]
My Tortured Beacon
I want to tell you about my friend Robin. The first thing you should know about her is that she is dead. She was 38 when she took a scarf, a white scarf that looked like it couldn't hold a purse, much less a heavy, flailing 38-year-old woman, tied it to her canopy bed frame, … [Read more...]