Sticking my political neck out this week – in unabashed support of Zak Ringelstein for U.S. Senate, and Jonathan Fulford for House of Representatives from Maine’s 2nd congressional district. Both have a tough slog in the months ahead to beat the odds… but they’re on their way.
A brief memoir of a spontaneous 2-week trip to Roatan Island, off Honduras, in 1972, with no reservations anywhere – and just a few hints why I wouldn’t seek to return. Some things happen once, and should stay that way.
My review of “The Lion King: A Brothers’ Tale” at the Strom Theater in Rockport this past weekend. Narrative dance fully reclaimed.
Joe Hyde’s unbeatable high-heat roast beef – a repost, but a personal favorite.
A bit of weirdness on a PBS shoot with Mike Farrell of M*A*S*H, and a bit of wacky accidental comedy as a refresher. Mike Farrell = Class Act, amazing guy.
Back in 1965, I organized a day-long treasure hunt around Martha’s Vineyard for a bunch of teenagers who were the children of Washington’s “Best and Brightest” in the Kennedy and Johnson administrations. It’s a miracle we didn’t all end up in jail…
No food this time – just an account of perhaps the most extraordinary half year in my life, in Brattleboro, Vermont, in the late ’90s.
Where does the American Road finally end? A short burst of special road trip memories that I knew, someday, would have to be the last legacy of my adventures across this country.
Thoughts on wheels and cams, eccentricity (off-centeredness), and how it affects everything around us.
Ruminations from my back porch — millennial slang, 60s slang, a great celery seed salad dressing, and Mainers are getting psyched to see Troy Jackson run for Governor in 2018.