Have gun will travel.

That is what was written on the side of my parents' car as they left their wedding and headed to New Orleans for their honeymoon 40 years ago.

My dad clutched a paper bag in his hand that functioned as his luggage for the trip. What a different time.


I'm in washington state, which after having some distance from, I'm completely in love with and immersed in many trips down memory lane.

I met a person that I went to high school with that is running his own music/art/clothing/coffee shop in Kennewick who seems to have modeled his entire demeanor after Ian Mackaye.




More to come on that later.


I'm headed to the woods. Oh woods, how I love thee.