luck: not dead, again, still

Took time to savor
the view from the Fremont Bridge,
tow truck on its way.

take that, tumor!

I'm going to live
forever. Or--well--at least
forever enough.

Athletics

Sunday soccer with
Aaron, age 9, and Sean, age
5--my favorite sport

overwhelmed, in a good way

novels are big. how
do you keep all this stuff in
your head as you write?

home ownership

still need to put up
towel rack, paint mantel, hang
great-grandpa's painting...