Dad here; I know that many of you have been expecting a Titus background story, but I don't think you realize how this works; I was waiting on him to tell ME, and he wasn't talking. With a "CHARK" like Charlie's roaring constantly my ears, it takes a definitive voice that is so different from her's, like a Bull Taco or Max, to cut through the cacophony, and the voice of Titus was sounding suspiciously…

Idaho is a loooong state; we started south approximately twenty miles south of the Canadian border with no particular destination in mind but "down". But there is no down in Idaho, just back and forth, bouncing like a pinball between Washington and Montana as we made our way down to the Lolo Highway, the famous site of the motorcyclist's favorite road sign,"curvy road next 99 miles". Idaho is a meteorological phenomena, as the farther south…

This one goes out to the ones I love; this one goes out to the ones I left behind... Sleep apnea is a condition where your air intake is constricted when you sleep, and as a result, your organs, your lungs, brain, kidneys, but most importantly, your heart, never truly rest as your body fights for the oxygen that it needs to repair itself as you rest. Except you never really rest, and the downward…

Female operator: 911, what's your emergency? Titus: uh, is there anybody else there I can talk to? Like a guy, maybe? Operator: I can assist you; what seems to be the problem, sir? Titus: well, I need to report a robbery of some very personal articles; mom took me in the van, then I got real sleepy. It was when I woke up and began to perform my morning ablutions that I discovered "them" missing!…

Have you ever noticed that your times of most acute loneliness are often in the company of people that you know very well? Or even worse, in a social setting that you possibly helped introduce a newcomer to the group, only to later find yourself the outsider? Before you know it, you seem to be on the outside looking in, your opinions sought only after the actual decision has been made, the easy banter that…

Zach came over tonight to regale me with a recounting of last week's encounter with the fine folks at the Conejes County Hospital. I do remember them telling me the drug that they were going to hit me with might cause hallucinations, but I had no idea that they would be as vivid and entertaining as they were. I mean, they were seriously mind expanding, with me visiting ancient day-glo Mayan civilizations and discussing matters…

Dad here; its been two weeks since the accident, and span seems like an eternity for someone who desperately needs to be figuring out what comes next, but the revolving door of pain, pain medication, and the general feeling of uselessness acquired from laying supine on the couch crowds any tendency towards creativity from one's brain. Mom's first response when she heard of my predicament was one of pity, to have covered over two thousand…