I pushed the wrong button and there's no turning back. This blog delves into the mind of a Wisconsin wild woman (by day a newspaper reporter) at the half-century mark, keeping hippie dreams alive. It always comes back to the same quest for Neil Young, so don't let my wayward musings fool you. Rust never sleeps.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
The following columns ran in The Reporter.
New writings should be forthcoming, when I get my head out of my ass.
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