“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”

~ Hunter S. Thompson,
The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

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Time for Something Different

Time for Something Different

April 15th, 2017
- Kristin Laing You leaders,You makers of rules,I am speaking to you.When will you realize,You are human,Just like me.Your children, my children,You hurt my children, you hurt your own.I believe,That once upon a time,You dreamt of changing the world,Making it better.Is it better?Can you tell from your ivory tower?Aren’t you tired[READ MORE...]
"I Have Control of the Aircraft"

"I Have Control of the Aircraft"

March 14th, 2017
It was the COOLEST THING EVER the first time my flight instructor announced, “You have control of the aircraft.” “I have control of the aircraft,” I repeated back calmly, authoritatively. Inside though, my heart was beating a mile a minute. As a little girl, I had plastered my face against[READ MORE...]
2016 - A Pretty Good Year

2016 - A Pretty Good Year

December 28th, 2016
When 2016 started with the death of David Bowie, many of us were in shock. By the time Prince died in April, lots more celebrities had died and we were becoming aware of an awful trend that had many of us wishing that 2016 would end soon. Awful things kept[READ MORE...]
My Grandmother - Peaceful Warrior

My Grandmother - Peaceful Warrior

October 12th, 2016
Anna Creighton Laing was born in Halifax, Nova Scotia in 1898. She was raised in a conservative, quintessentially Victorian-era Presbyterian home. She, and all her brothers and sisters were all bright, well-read, well-spoken. They only spoke when there was something important to say. But she was always different from her[READ MORE...]
A Good Hike Spoiled

A Good Hike Spoiled

July 5th, 2016
I was feeling a little peopled out. Emily, the temptress kitty, lay contorted at my side, a big anthropomorphic smile on her face, lulling me into a state of do nothingness. But, I had already determined that I would not let a rare low-humidity summer day go to waste. My[READ MORE...]