Motorcycle Touring

Pinon Nut Fudge Brownies

Dad has finally made it back home to the Casa, a fact that we inmates have milked to the Nth degree. I let the mom think that she ran things with a much firmer hand in his absence, but now that the little pushover is back, we have retaken command of the bed and she has retreated with her disciples Marco and Mia to lands unknown; it is rumoured that she has (gasp!) gone as…
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The Road Not Taken

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could" I awoke before sunrise gasping for air, my gills flexing for oxygen like a fish out of water; what was this devilry all about? How could it be possible to be having a panic attack while camping somewhere as invigorating as the Rocky Mountains? True,…

The Watcher

Wanna hear a cool story? Dad has a girlfriend out in Eagle's Nest, New Mexico who he must stop and visit on every trip. Actually, the relationship is a bit lopsided, as the object of his attentions is a bit aloof to the point of being rude, content to direct her cool gaze out across the valley. Mom is fully aware of this arrangement, as the she also has seen the mystery woman, who is…
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The Final Chapter

In case you haven't noticed, the posts have been a bit more infrequent lately. The story is still growing and the antics at the Casa del Whackos still blowing and going, but sometimes the cares of life intrude and the frivolity becomes muted just a bit. Zach and I have been planning a motorcycle trip out to Moab for quite some time, and that was already weighing heavy on my conscience. Moab is one of…
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Remember your father as he was…

...not as the man he is today. It's been a rough week at the Casa, with dad spending too many late nights at the VA hospital dealing with the effects of dementia. I know what you're thinking, that if we're just now figuring out that dad doesn't just have issues but has a lifetime subscription, we're a bit late to the game, but this time I'm talking about his dad. Dementia and Altzhiemers are terrible…
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Desert solitude

"The role of the artist is not to tell people what to think but rather to encourage them to think for themselves." Charlie here; things have been so loco around the Casa del Whackos that it has crowded the ability to chronicle those changes. Dad's dad is rapidly declining , (uh, I'll be having the Parkinson Special with a side of Alzheimer's, hold the shake), and the sight sometimes takes a bit of the zip…
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It ain’t dying I’m talking about, it’s living!

Sunday morning at the Casa del Whackos; last night's rain has continued it's march eastward, taking the pollen with it, but no one is willing be the first to acknowledge that the sun has risen. Even the hummingbirds are subdued, limiting their usual attempts to deplete the sugar distribution depots out back to occasional strafing runs, in a halfhearted attempt to probe the Casa's defenses. We all continue feigning slumber until a screech shreds the…
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