I'm betting most of you didn't realize I was more than just a set of lungs. Well, writing is in fact a hobby, and with the redesign of my website I wanted to include an alternative creative outlet for myself. Rather than keep these autobiographical jewels tucked away in a binder somewhere, which would probably end up in storage, I figured I'd put them out there for you to check out at your leisure.

Some of them have been written from the road while on my backpacking travels a few years ago, some have been written more locally and recently.

I'll add more to this page as I write them. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Yes, this is still my life...

The Life Of Lil' Chauncey
If I were a dog I suppose I'd want to be mine.

The Calais Experience, 1996
One weekend in Calais France is really all anyone should ever spend. And if in fact you have to go at all...don't go it alone. Trust me.

Brisbane, 2002
Another instance of intentions never realized. But this time what I found was even better than I had hoped for.

Linda's Christmas
Do I look like I know my way around a kitchen? Well, sometimes it takes more than good intentions

How Many Ways Can You Chip a Cotton?
At some point in my adolescent years I decided I needed a back up plan in case I didn't get famous as I had intended up to that point. I decided I wanted to be a farmer. This diary entry gives you some insight into my opportunity to test that theory and I'm now convinced it would still make me happy. I believe those things we wish for in childhood stay somewhere at the core of our being and are in some way essential in what makes us happy as adults.