A Little Horn Tooting in the Night

Longtime readers may appreciate this. For the first time, a post of mine was featured on Salon cot com’s “blog report.”

This is what you call a “virtual” press clip. It’s been reformatted from the original page, which is HERE. 10-11-2007. Nice start to the new moon.

Anyway, thought you might like to see it.

The Worst Thing I Could Say

True story, Scout’s Honor:

Once upon a time, a friend and I were coming back from Central Oregon, across the spine of the Cascades, at Sisters, where there is an amazing little road, only open a couple of months a year, that has big signs at both ends: RVs, trailers, trucks, extreme danger etc.

Those signs aren’t there just to ruin the scenery. It’s an extreme road: Lots of hairpins, and twisty-turnies, but the most amazing picture-post-cardy little drive you’ve ever seen. Not the most or best or anything else, but not to be missed if you can help it, and we couldn’t help it. Perfect Sunday morning; instantaneous decision.