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Buddha Envy

I first met the Buddha when I was in my early thirties. I never really took an active interest in my life, instead it seemed to happen to me. I was pretty much doing what was expected of me, walking the road most travelled. I should have been happy, but I wasn’t....

Amerika: Homage to Mel Brooks

The story I am about to tell draws striking similarities to a country with nearly the same name, but this tale is too unbelievable to be true. We should begin this story about 250 years ago, when a bunch of wig wearing, white men got together to create a country. They...

You Can Go Home Again

I think writing is kind of an affliction. I am now on my way home to Kauai, after traveling to NJ to visit with family. Both ways involved two planes, each ride around five hours or so. On the first leg of the trip to the mainland, I spent the time on that plane just...