Tweet 6/2/09 First of all. I feel great. I’m happy. Life is good. The bump was this: My Dad showed up in the workspace I’ve been bivouacing in for the past month and told me it was time to pack up my stuff and leave. He said that my attitude was intolerable and that it [...]

Tweet 6/28/09 The old Belleville Cabin in Holcomb Valley. Hard to believe this is all that is left of what was once the largest southern california gold rush town. Belleville was nearly 25,000 people and had more than it’s fair share of prostitutes, miners, and desperados. The town was named for Belle, the first baby [...]

Tweet 6/26/09 This was written inside one of the closet doors, I felt guilty of killing those memories for whomever the girls were, so before pulling the door off and putting it in the dumpster, I figured I would save those memories from dying, just a little bit. As a guy who is pretty used [...]

Tweet It’s a strange place that I grew up in. The strangest thing is that it hasn’t changed at all since I last lived here 22 years ago. The same businesses, the same houses needing paintjobs, the same old time miner 49er beards on different quirky Big Bear types. If anything, the place seems smaller [...]