: About Me

Living in the high desert of Southwestern New Mexico an hour-and-a-half walk from Palomas in northern Chihuahua, this author jogs and blogs the rest of his life away.

By the way, I just heard that the administration here sometimes puts a writer's article under a different topic to see how it flies. If you see content that doesn't match the topic, you can be fairly sure that's what happened; I usually make a good effort to stay on-topic here, unlike at my blog where anything goes.

My passion is ...

good beer.

I know too much about ...

software bloat.

My parents always told me ...

nothing of importance at the time.

My childhood ambition ...

was to be rich. I never achieved it. Lucky me.

My favorite memory ...

is... uh... damn, I forgot.

Why I write ...

to keep my hands off my beer bottle for a while

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

listening to crickets chirping away in the desert night.

My first job ...

dishwasher at the Candlelight Restaurant, Skowhegan, Maine, 1974.

My best moment ...

see "favorite memory" above.

My inspiration ...

waking up alive.

Sciences > Ecology & Environment Where have all the coyotes gone?

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For years, my neighbors would sing almost every night. Sometimes it would be just one of them, howling alone and lonely in the desert; most often it would be a party, yipping up a high-pitched storm when one of them brought home the bacon. When I first heard them, it scared me a little, but once I got to know them better, I realized they were nice people and meant me no harm. After a few months, the sound of their singing became sweet music to my ears and I'd awaken with pleasure to hear them, then drift calmly back to sleep. I'm talking, of course, about the coyote, a small wolf that rang...

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