Kansas (City) is for lovers and lunatics.

Or so goes the adage I just invented.

Before we get into anything, I will note that at some point last week, this here website took a shit, and we’ve faced a number of technical snags, not the least of which was me getting locked out of the back end.

Things have smoothed out a bit, and a few fires have been extinguished, but we’re not out of the woods entirely, so as I attempt to finish up the post for Tuesday the 3rd of September, I’m poaching some random wifi on a computer with a broken battery, at a parkbench somewhere in northern Kansas, all while navigating a site that has more issues than a newsstand.

Hopefully we’ll get shit sorted this week, but if you notice any weirdness with the appearance of the ads, the store, or what have you, this is why. Thank you and Dog bless.

Now then- when last we were together, I’d just touched down in KC, and already within the first evening, Cacophony Coffee impresario Thad and I were already well on our way to making a lifetime’s worth of things we wouldn’t remember. As a matter of fact, in the few days I’d been there, I had two 4:00 am returns home, one 6:00 am return home, and one night where I think I went to bed at 5:30 in the evening. There was no beer that’s safe from our reach, and delicious plates of comfort food city wide dreaded our arrival. He’s been a consummate host, breaking himself off on school nights, and showing me every nook and cranny of his town, which as it happens is one of my most favorite cities I’ve spent time in in my life.

So after doing as much damage there as I possibly could, I pulled up stakes, and ventured into the Flint Hills to ride bikes and lick my wounds.

As you can maybe surmise from the last few months worth of posts, I’m winging it just about as spectacularly as I can, with no plan short of which t-shirt to put on that day. Ironic that my inability, or really, complete lack of interest in planning was one of the issues I was facing at home.

It would appear as though care or concern for responsibilities have all but gone out the window (though I did just transfer money to cover a month’s worth of health insurance), leading me to believe that my GAFOMETER might have finally broken;

Anyhoo- having blurted all of that out, please let your fingers do the scrolling to see what days seventy-six to eighty-four have offered;

And that my friends is how one attempts to avoid the ever-imminent collision with reality, all while fully immersed in both the love, and the lunacy.

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7 Responses to “Kansas (City) is for lovers and lunatics.”

  1. Uncle Frenchfrie September 3, 2019 at 10:10 am #

    Did you leave CA for good?

    • Stevil September 4, 2019 at 5:41 am #

      Time will tell.

      • tsp September 5, 2019 at 10:53 am #

        Well, i can assure you that you will be welcomed where ever you go, but FWIW, we’d love to see you more here in the Flint Hills. In fact, i do hear the Dirty K calling your name, right now. Spin happy, Amigo.

  2. Georges September 3, 2019 at 6:42 pm #

    I keep looking for pictures of your left hand- trying to figure out what is going on and if you are headed home or not. Sending love your way.

    • doubt September 4, 2019 at 6:17 am #


  3. Aaron Kaklamanos September 5, 2019 at 5:47 pm #

    Where Is your Instagram account?????