Tortilla – a wonderful, easy to make stove-top egg and potato dish from Spain, and I remember some friends who went through a 3-day “personal development” course called “The Forum.” Weird stuff.
Spend enough time canning green beans your mind can wander… back to an old friend’s very strange experience and her attempt to recover memory of it.
The San Luis Valley – stretching from Taos, New Mexico to Salida, Colorado – is home to the Great Sand Dunes, the Blanca Massif, the birthplace of Jack Dempsey, and more “high strangeness” than you’re likely to find anywhere else in the world. This week, we dip deep into the weird.
You’ve never heard of Michael Weber, but he is always the smartest person in the room, and the most remarkable person I’ve ever met. A brief excursion into magic, mind-reading, and an amazing talent who fiercely masks his genius.
Just like her, you may be funnier than you think. Also, a verbal scramble through politics, haunted bathroom stuff, appliance abuse, being a Nielsen ratings family, and more…
A personal tribute to Francis Crick, David Bohm, and John Mack for risking their careers stretching the envelope of science: directed panspermia, the implicate order, and alien encounters.
What were all those weird contrails doing over us Friday, April 25? I dug into a bit, and came up with… well, it’s worth taking a look.
A sampling of offbeat and funny moments on the road, a spooky sky over the Midcoast with contrails going every whichaway, and a perfectly healthy and delicious Bloody Mary recipe.
What is New Mexico, anyway? A kind of sprawling “grand opera” of science, mystery, ancient tradition, and persistent puzzlement – seen through the lenses of wild-eyed physicists, dedicated astronomers, legions of New Agers and light-workers, centuries-old Spanish, Pueblo, and nomadic Indian cultures…
A delicious pea soup recipe, Margaret checks in with memories of Theo Blake giving directions to out-of-state drivers, and two completely off-the-wall, crazy-making coincidences in my life that make you wonder if they’re *just* a coincidence. The jury’s still out…