Category Archives: Travel

Flowers in the Road Cones

Right now my beloved Twin Cities church is heading out for their fourth annual retreat. They sent out myriad updates about the snowy conditions, and many cautions to drive carefully, much as they had to do two years ago. — … Continue reading

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O that with yonder sacred throng…

So the other day I was craving caraway, like in the form of caraway rye bread. So finally when I got around to it, I went down to Devon Market, and bought some “Baltic Caraway Rye” bread. I ate it … Continue reading

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The End Where I…

Today I rode on a borrowed bike across the street I grew up on, to bike through the neighborhoods of my childhood to drop off fresh bread at Ghost’s house. That is what they call trippy. As the Script would … Continue reading

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Teleportation

Now, I understand that quantum physics is somewhat controversial. It renders at least one of two classical notions of physics “untenable: Distant events do not affect one other, and properties we wish to observe exist before our measurements. One of … Continue reading

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Happy New Year!

So it’s 2012, and the world hasn’t ended yet. I’ve done a lot of travelling this past year, and at some stage at a lunch party I said “I’m looking forward to not travelling anymore.” My friend Mitch pointed out … Continue reading

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Liminality

“I feel like I’m standing standing on the edge of it all this time.” ~ TFK, Scream. In legend and mythology, sometimes when someone dies, the underworld or the land of the dead is a long way off. So, the … Continue reading

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Cosmic Displacement

At some point, I realised I was old, because I had stories to tell. I could bust out the story of getting delayed in Fiji, or eating Greek yogurt in Greece, or that time we took a door off its … Continue reading

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