I had a dream that a woman placed an old, worn hand around the back of my neck. Her bracelet hung cold and limp against my skin. I still felt her palm…
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THE TRIP: DAY 20
…And then the rain came to wash everything clean. Day 20 of this sojourn commenced with Matt and I going for breakfast. We went to Joel’s Bistro. It was better than The…
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THE TRIP: DAY 19 (Interview: Bubba Kadane (Bedhead/The New Year))
There comes a time when sightseeing, long car rides and “the business at hand” take a back seat to hedonism. Rather than rush to an appointment or take time to soak in…
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THE TRIP: DAY 18
Asleep at 4am, awake by 9. I sent some e-mails this morning to ensure my meeting with Tarentel is scheduled in San Francisco. When Matt awoke we decided to go out for…
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THE TRIP: DAY 17
The clouds were like flames licking the air. They were without form, streaks of white like fingers motioning travelers onward. South and west. From New Mexico to Arizona. Hawks with wings splayed…
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THE TRIP: DAY 16
Today reminded me how truly lucky I am to partake in this incredible experience. The scenic drive through the Texas panhandle to Albuquerque, New Mexico–coupled with the different people I met along…
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THE TRIP: DAY 15 (part 2)
Somewhere on US-Route 84 between Synder and Post, the road snakes to the right. When you come around the bend, the grass is gone. Dirt and red clay have seeped to the…
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Interview: Bubba Kadane (Bedhead/The New Year)
DALLAS WITH BUBBA KADANE: On Forming Bedhead: BK: There were some cool people [in Wichita Falls], but, my personal experience was, well, I couldn’t stand school. I was fine in school —…
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THE TRIP: DAY 14
As the sun sets in the west, this wayfaring stranger has camped his wagon for the evening in Abilene, Texas. Today’s drive was not nearly as long as expected. It took four…
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THE TRIP: DAY 13
I’m beat (beat red). The sun through the blinds opened my eyes this morning and I decided to sit poolside. Adorning a pair of (gasp!) shorts, I conjured up my courage and…