Jun 21, 2023 | Uncategorized
An occasionally, mostly true tale. When my parents named me after a hitchhiker they picked up in a blizzard somewhere between Wyoming and Nebraska, I don’t believe they had the intention that I become a hitchhiker myself. But that’s what happened. I became someone...
Feb 23, 2022 | Uncategorized
When we left Central Minnesota for Olympia, Washington, it was 5 p.m. the last week of August. I had a vial of Rocket Fuel, a 24-pack of Mountain Dew, and The Doors playing on a battery-powered boombox beside me. Shirtless, with long hair down to the center of my...
Jun 14, 2021 | Uncategorized
The year I was born was the same year The Rolling Stones released “Exile On Main Street”. I emerged into the world at a hospital in Bemidji, Minnesota. They told my mom I was dead when I was born. Discovering I was alive, my parents named me after a...
