Many years ago I lived in Iceland. I went to the university my junior year of college, and then worked on a sheep farm for the summer. I have pictures and should scan them before they fade away (cheap 110 camera film doesn’t last that long, although I updated to Read more…
Totally unrelated (probably) to the New York Times’ recent discovery of the source of Austin’s mojo, that is, breakfast tacos, Austin’s own Matthew Bey is hosting a taco contest. I’ll let him explain. I can’t play, seeing how I know Matthew and all, and that would be a conflict of Read more…
One by one Adhar and his brothers turned to look at her as she came up the road to the forge, leading Hotshot, saddled and bridled, her pack of provisions tied tightly behind the compact English saddle and herself dressed for a journey in her sturdy jeans, heavy hiking boots, Read more…