Category Archives: Adventures

HCS: Launchpad McQuack (V, 2)

Posted on February 10, 2013 by g-mo

Launchpad McQuack “This is the way to burn,” the fuse seemed to say to the more docile, slow-witted candlewick. ‘Brilliantly, ecstatically, irrepressibly. This is the way to burn.’” –Tom Robbins About 20 minutes after I left the tattoo parlor, Eddie … Continue reading →

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HCS (V, i): Reset

Posted on February 2, 2013 by g-mo

Reset “Should a man wax tears, when his wooden world fails? In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths…” -Derek Walcott We were ghosts in the building over that last week of December. Everyone else … Continue reading →

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Hurricane Camp Stories: Part V (Cover Page)

Posted on January 31, 2013 by g-mo

Part V December 25th, 2006 — December 22nd, 2007 “These minutes, these hours, these days.” -Chris Knight I stared and stared and victory filled up the little rented boat, from the pool of bilge where oil had spread a rainbow … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, 8): Rock, Paper, Scissors

Posted on January 26, 2013 by g-mo

“I cannot help you understand. In the realm of the ultimate, each person must figure out things for themselves.” -Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume I came back to Biloxi in time for the Christmas party. I’d been assigned a Secret Santa … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, 7): Across The Pond

Posted on January 25, 2013 by g-mo

I run to the rock, please hide me Lord, All on that day. But the rock cried out, I can’t hide you, The rock cried out, I can’t hide you, The rock cried out, I ain’t gonna hide you guy, … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, vi): Running On Empty

Posted on January 22, 2013 by g-mo

“In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own,/ I don’t know when that road turned into the road I’m on.” -Jackson Browne From Tahoe I did drive to Carson City, but only to drive through it. … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, v): Astro Versus The Ice

Posted on January 16, 2013 by g-mo

We woke late and got to it. Ryan had some errands to run, so I dodged to a chalet-style South Lake Tahoe coffee shop and got to it. The day passed uneventfully, except at 3:00 when it began to snow … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, iv): Guns, Coke, Tahoe

Posted on January 13, 2013 by g-mo

On the way back, Ryan and I started up another lackluster music tournament, but mostly just chatted. Helicopter walked up to the captain seats every once in awhile, but mostly maintained her usual position on the seats in the back. … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, 3): Thanksgiving On The Dock Of The Bay

Posted on November 21, 2012 by g-mo

IV- Tahoe (1) When we finally arrived at that circumference road that surrounds the entire lake, the green trees and beautiful surroundings had my spirits high. I smiled and kept the windows open, and even Helicopter jumped up to the … Continue reading →

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HCS (IV, 2): Dally and Nevada

Posted on October 22, 2012 by g-mo

II- Colorado West of Lincoln, I-80 opens up into vast maize, white yellow gold on both sides. There are power lines, buildings here and there, and the wind is fierce and dangerous. I threw on a “This American Life” podcast, … Continue reading →

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