Author Archives: Ian

I made two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. One banana. And I filled the thermos my son gave me with hot Earl Gray tea. Plenty of sugar. Oh, and two Hersey’s chocolate bars. And gum. Don’t forget the gum. That’s gonna have to do it. I figure on travelin’ light. Where I saw “the light”Continue reading “LET THE HUNT BEGIN”

I think I know where it is – this Tardis!!! Now, . . . “the Fat Lady” hasn’t sung yet, but, I swear I know where it is. See, I had a dream last night. And it didn’t startle me. And in this dream I saw “a place”. I recognized it. So, when I wokeContinue reading “DREAMS”

If Toto is in Kansas, this must be Tuesday. And I’m ‘California Dreaming’. But, it’s Saturday. Or, is it??? And is that really Wilson I’m seeing everywhere. I’m not really sure. And then, he’s gone – I came home one day, and Wilson’s chair was waitin’ for me at my front door. Not inside. Outside.Continue reading “Wilson Come Back”