So why post? Why put your private thoughts out there in the void for others to read? I’ve wondered about that and decided after about three years of silence, I post so I can point others to my notes. Some will not read NFA but that is OK. Others will read and scoff at my ramblings but that is OK too. However there may be someone out there who wonders what has become of me over the years. They may have lost touch and prefer to keep it that way. Perhaps they are too shy to take up with talking or writing to me? It doesn’t matter. If I have lost you over the years or decades it was never my intention to do so. I have always been a wanderer: rarely living in one place more than a few years, and yearning for new places and people; always looking for new jobs, homes, friends, coworkers, towns, cities, and states is in my blood. My parents were the same way. So if you wonder what has happened to me, blame it on my nomadic ways.

However, all that history of tramping across the country came to an end with a wonderful woman called Kristy. We have been married for twelve years and together for eighteen. We live in a bucolic paradise on a hill overlooking the Yamhill river valley. It’s a refuge from our hectic professional life in Portland, Oregon. Having a sanctuary is worth the drive. Not seeing and rarely hearing our neighbors is a pleasure we happily enjoy.

Now, to put a log on the fire and get comfortable with a one of my books.

On Bowkowski and Me

I seem to be having this fear of writing illness. You would think with all the thoughts rattling around my head there would be plenty to say. And I do have those moody, radical, even absurd thoughts to be sure. So, why this introspection? I watched Factotum tonight on Netflix. It is a film loosely based on Charles Bowkowski’s life. We are to believe he was a womanizing drunk who had little if any redeeming value to society. But, he was still a writer who achieved some fame and that may be the message in the film. No matter what the writer is in real life, his work is what matters to the rest of us. Of course if you do an autobiography and it sells and then is turned into an art film so much the better. The flick must make every struggling writer yearning for fame and fortune grind their teeth.

Got a few Motoblurs with the Android OS for me and Kristy. Cool. I set it up to sync with my Outlook calendar and contacts. If only it would do the same with my Notes and To Do list. Maybe that will be coming with an update? Hope so.