There is a bit of history behind the occasion of my marriage to Meg. I was just at the tail end of a lengthy and nasty divorce and custody fight, and Meg and I were quite anxious to formalize the union that we had made a commitment to 3 years prior. But the wedding needn't... Continue Reading →
I was inspired by Meg's piece to talk a little about what my youth was like, where my love for the outdoors comes from, and why I'm done with the city. Mine is a different story from Meg's, because I grew up in two different worlds. We lived in a stepping stone neighborhood in the... Continue Reading →
So I rent a car every once in a while, usually for a very short time, and usually for a frantic sprint of errands and chores that leaves no time for the more pleasurable things one can do with a car. But this weekend was an exception. Having scored a little Mazda 3 from Hertz with... Continue Reading →
We've had a lot of car juggling going on the past several months, which all began when the car Matt was using up in Michigan decided that it was no longer interested in bending to our wicked ways. This all started with a flat tire, and that happened when Meg was attempting to drive the... Continue Reading →
Do you know what part of you is the heaviest? Know how to find out? Stay tuned. For a variety of reasons --- cost being primary among them --- I am doing the bus-and-bike thing out in Portland. For the time being it's without the bike, but even if I had one I wouldn't be... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 