Creek Running North August 2004 Archives
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August 31, 2004
Playing for Cassiopeia
My calluses are gone. The strings gouge deep into my fingers. Has it been that long? I bought new strings when Becky last strung her fiddle, and that couldn't have been longer ago than... my god. That was in February....Continue reading "Playing for Cassiopeia"
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August 30, 2004
[Another old one, of which I was reminded this afternoon. 1997.] There are some scents that are first sensed with something other than the nose. The hypothalamus, perhaps. The pancreas. The soul. One moment you're fumbling in your pocket for...Continue reading "Star jasmine"
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August 29, 2004
Mouth of Pinole Creek, low tide
Sleep eludes me. I read a few pages of Bill Broyles's manuscript: stories of thirty years of night hikes in the Sonoran Desert. Feel the lava beneath my feet, hear the waves in the Gulf of Colorado, and then...Continue reading "Mouth of Pinole Creek, low tide"
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August 28, 2004
Zeke's off at the beauty parlor today getting washed, fluffed and folded. And some comments over at Rana's reminded me that I was running out of soap. So I popped on over to Juniper Ridge Western Wild Goods. Ron gave...Continue reading "Getting clean"
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August 27, 2004
[Excerpts from the Big Green Book of Chris' Travel Scribbling, August 26/27. This entry contains sub-adult language.] Zeke is 13 and a half years old and I can't help but think tonight that we've done him a huge injustice....Continue reading "Dirty dog"
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August 26, 2004
Another from the archives, this one written in 2000 for the Contra Costa Times, where I used to have a garden column. It's not really written in my voice, but instead more in a voice I thought Times readers expected...Continue reading "Tomato Sauce"
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August 25, 2004
Here's another one from the archives, written in 1997. Obviously, writing about wildlife, family, paleontology, and Zeke through the lens of how I feel about my relationship with myself is not a new thing....Continue reading "Convergent Evolution"
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August 24, 2004
When my dot-com died I decided to spend my meager accumulated savings traveling the Northern Rockies. Packed the truck, made arrangements to hunt fossils near Kemmerer and to sleep one night at Fishing Bridge in Yellowstone, obtained detailed maps of...Continue reading "Ethylene glycol"
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August 22, 2004
After some deliberation, I bought one of these. Placed the order this morning, and should be hearing from the factory within a day or two about shipping dates. They make them to order, you see. I ordered the yelllow one,...Continue reading "Aquatics"
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August 20, 2004
Now I belong to the ages
I have a bit of a temper, and it manifests nowhere more efficiently than on Usenet. Be a knee-jerk political zealot (regardless of stripe), or militantly defend your received wisdom despite palpable contrary evidence, and force me to converse with...Continue reading "Now I belong to the ages"
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August 19, 2004
I think I've said this before, but if there are any Creek readers who haven't followed the "homepage" links in Anne's extremely kind comments, check out her blog now. If you're anything like me, you'll make it a habit. Anne...Continue reading "Anne"
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August 18, 2004
I used to lie awake in our house in Oakland summer nights, listening to the slap of truck tires on the freeway, slab after massive slab of pavement struck like a white noise gamelan. Nowadays the Road is farther away,...Continue reading "Siren song"
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August 17, 2004
Long-term readers of this blog may remember my friend Steve Gyetko, who offered a finely-honed-if-slightly-gibbering-toward-the-end rant on politics a few months back. Steve's sent another letter, which I reproduce here. With any luck, it won't be the last. Think of...Continue reading "Steve's dream"
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About an hour and a half east of here, up the west slope of the Sierra Nevada and just past the Calaveras Big Trees on State Route 4, there's a small reservoir called Lake Alpine. The reservoir looks like a...Continue reading "Lake Alpine"
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August 11, 2004
An interesting effect of my recent cat bite: each day I need to make sure to eat at least two good-sized meals. This is a cushion against the unpleasant effects of the giant, equine-veterinary-sized amoxicillin/clavulinate pills I'm taking. The less...Continue reading "Comfort food"
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August 06, 2004
Making a list of people to bite
After hearing my whole life about the ordeal of post-exposure rabies prophylaxis, the reality is, shall we say, somewhat anticlimactic. Becky has been capturing the feral cats in the neighborhood, altering and releasing the adults (and believe me, that release...Continue reading "Making a list of people to bite"