About being seventeen.

This is a response to a terrific biography by Fawn Brodie called 'No Man Knows My History.'

Stop driving.

Stop driving.

Written in the depths of the Bush Administration.

The Sailor gets a part time job in late-nite data entry-ing now that the offworld fishing industry is on the fritz... how could I ever leave my poor little scuttlebug so careless and free, she's my little scuttlebug when the lights turning…

The Sailor gets a part time job in late-nite data entry-ing now that the offworld fishing industry is on the fritz... how could I ever leave my poor little scuttlebug so careless and free, she's my little scuttlebug when the lights turning…

a pleasant song about being hopelessly in denial