Not all things in the world are small or younger than us, dear Watson. Not all things.
Much sad. Very cry.
Greetings! It has been two weeks, and those weeks were full of many things. Mostly berry-eating, but also five bears, three slow-blinking turtles (One was eating a mushroom. It froze. We froze. It stared at us. We stared at it for two minutes, until our short attention spans overwhelmed us and we ran off chasingContinue reading “400+ miles in, and getting started on the Appalachian Trail”
Dearest Ma, I hope this letter finds you well. I just wanted to thank you for lending me the smallest brotherski for these past several weeks. It was very nice while it was around. Unfortunately, however, I appear to have lost it. Tragically. It was somewhere in section 29 of the Pinhoti Trail. On aContinue reading “An Open Letter to My Mother”
I will tell you a thing, my peoples, and it is that I am a glorious font of patient forbearance. Always. Ok calm down. Now you can stop laughing alright. But here I will tell you another thing… It is that we are not hiking on the trail right now. This may be evident fromContinue reading “Going Slow, Like a Bacon.”
The question we all were asking.
P.S. Is that a Lewis R. French hat making its way up the Pinhoti Trail on the head of Smallest Broski? Why yes, it is. Put that also on the list of offenses: Smallest Broski stealing my crewing swag for his face.
Smallest brotherski and I have spent a lot of time recently contemplating the rain. You may or may not have heard of tropical storm Cindy. We had the great luck of hearing, seeing, smelling, tasting, and feeling Cindy while…
Because I love you, my people, I have spent hours ruminating on how to bring more joy into your lives. On my phone, I have a small lens, ripped from the bowels of a hapless pet store laser pointer (may it rest in peace). With this lens, I am able to take pictures of exceedinglyContinue reading “A Compendium of Exceedingly Tiny Things”