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When Hoovie called a couple of nights ago I didn’t know it was him. Sometimes my phone ID’s him as “Private Number,” and I don’t pick up. When that same technology displays a voicemail icon, I know my smartphone is trying to win me back, and atone for its error. Here’s Hoovie’s message.

She came, she saw– she put her gas mask on! This is how my niece, Sara, graduated from high school last week. The school officials decided that it should be a “drive by” ceremony. Jenny & I couldn’t attend so our family took lots of pictures to mark the occasion. Not every high school graduate can claim that their class is historic, but Sara can! Congratulations kiddo!

Good morning. If there was a camera in the walls it wouldn’t capture this exact image– but it would be something similar… me reading something, a cup of reheated coffee, and a microphone nearby. The vinyl record collection is actually in the other room with my Atari games. *Yawn* Ok. time to go to work.

Where’s all the good news these days? It’s being channeled through a guy who used to be on The Office. John Krasinski hosts Some Good News, a YouTube series out of his house, and it’s full of… what else? Some good news! He has video clips of people helping each other out right now during our current health crisis. He zooms with fans and celebrities and brings us all together. If you need proof that there are some good people in this world, watch an episode of SGN.

I interviewed Chad Emmert back in March for THE EPILOGUE CABIN– and then I accidentally deleted the audio file. Chad is a recording artist and he used to sit behind me in social studies. He was a good sport about my technical goof and agreed to a second interview. On an upcoming episode Chad talks about making music, high school fights, and why he’ll live to be 100.

It’s weird, and I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard someone say “these are weird times.” When things get really weird I tend to burrow in and find comfort where I can. What are my comfort zones? They are the happy places in my head where I can sort of escape reality. They are the arcade games and MTV videos in my lounge. They are the American Top 40 Countdowns from the 80′s that play in the background while I pay bills online. They are the podcasts that I listen to while doing dishes or driving around the metro.

Jenny and I have been spending more time in front of the chimenea lately. It just feels healthier than watching TV. The cracking, popping, and flicker of the flames is almost hypnotic. Wednesday night she said “No two fires are the same. They’re sort of like snowflakes. Each one is different.” 

“When May the 4th (Be With You) and Cinco de Mayo fall on quarantine.” That was the caption for this image that Chrisy Mull posted on facebook. It made me laugh out loud. This poor compadre doesn’t even have Chewbacca by his side!

Last week I finally did it. I made a breakfast that could eat itself. I didn’t know that a sausage patty could come back to life like that. It stopped chomping long enough for me to take a picture. The weirdest part was how it made the “wokka wokka” sound with each bite.

Back in 8th grade I drew a cartoon with cowboys and indians for the junior high newspaper, Moccasin Prints. THE WEST IS THE BEST was written on one of the comic panels, and my friend, Melissa West, said “I like that caption!” Well here we are 40 years later (sigh!) I’ve waited long enough. I can use that caption again for THE EPILOGUE CABIN featuring Melissa West!