Chris

September 12, 2026

Receding

I will not keep this forever. Continue reading

September 1, 2026

Sometimes it feels like the computer ate my mind. I am not talking about the large language models we call “artificial intelligence.” I mean that the computer has lured my attention into its electronic embrace with a most compelling bait:… Continue reading

August 30, 2026

Small-batch, Artisanal Words

Writing anything online feels like tendering a gift to a machine. Continue reading

August 12, 2026

On the Buffalo River

Buffalo is both of many things: industry and nature, legacy and present, fun and work. Continue reading

July 2, 2026

The Death of Sweet Beast

It’s the case that I prefer biking, but it isn’t the case that I dislike my car. I’ve had the same vehicle for 12 years, and I’ve written about it before: fixing her from junkyard parts, and having a piece… Continue reading

April 30, 2026