How Do We Solve A Problem Like Maria?

There’s a guy in McDermitt, the local yokel, the stereotypical small town drunk, who comes into the bar a couple of times a day to play slots, drink cans of Budweiser and buys packs of cigarettes and six-packs to-go from us. In this post I’ll refer to him as “Maria,” to protect his identity. Along with…

Two Minutes in the Life

Here is a Vine video showing my short walk to Say When through the center of McDermitt. The center of town. Really.

Longing for Waiting Rooms, and Other Excitement

I’ve only lived in McDermitt, Nevada, the middle of nowhere, for about six months. In these recent months I’ve learned a couple of things that make the time here go by faster and the place seem more pleasant and less desolate. One of the things that I consistently look forward to is leaving town. Duh. Whether…