THE WICHITA LINEMAN

Many of my readers (ok, two of my readers) have asked me about the months-long lull in blog posts. I started this blog in 2008, right at the...

Had I known that Arcata was the Bermuda Triangle of phone service, perhaps I would not have been so nonchalant about embarking on a long-d...

I left the sleeping bag from my childhood in NY when I visited Cassie there in 2007, and she dragged it with her to the Graham Ave apartment...

That period of unemployment was all too brief. I write to you from the trenches at my latest temp station, where I have very little to do a...

If you've been following this blog, you'll notice a pattern of unemployment beginning in May and ending in September for the last 3 ...

At a recent family gathering, my uncle Ron asked me what I'd been up to lately. "Well, I went to Seattle," I replied. My gr...

Many people who are better at the ol' internet game than I am will sometimes have a guest blogger, or will guest blog on a similarly pop...

I think I've lost access to some of my "inner tools." For instance, what's become of my intuition, that inner voice that ...