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I roll up, shades on, feelin like a champ. This chick struts over—legs for days, skirt shorter than a jobber’s career. “What’s your name?” I growl, all Hulkster bravado. She’s like, “Does it matter?” Ha! Cold as ice, brother! Made me laugh, but also pissed me off—gimme somethin to work with, lady! I’m thinkin, “I lie to myself all the time,” like in *Memento*. Am I even here for this? Brain’s spinnin.

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So yes, I have moved from the Gorge to Sequim, and as much as I love the Gorge and my old friends there. I am enjoying it here. I have not written or painted.

Sequim's small, but it packs a punch. Main Street, like Main St. near Olympic Blvd, is where the magic happens. I stroll there, see Dungeness Rd., and think, "Whoa, this livin’ is like Chihiro’s journey!" Downtown’s got cafes and quirky bars where locals unwind. Once, while chatting about relationships, I spilled coffee on my notebook—lol, classic me!

Obituaries — Feb. 12, 2025