I’m a 51-year-old one-time journalist, one-time ESL teacher, some-time writer and some-time photographer.
Christ in a Chrysler, a half-century down …
Anyway, I’ve been keeping this blog in one form or another since 2006 — albeit with occasional (some might say frequent, heh) gaps in time, both large and small. I’ve had similar sites before that; all previous efforts have become lost in the digital strata of Internet time.
After gallivanting back and forth across the globe for the last few years, I’ve settled back down in my hometown of Cincinnati, Ohio — again! — for the time being.
If you want to contact me, your best bet is to email me. Archaic and problematic, I know, but I just can’t be arsed to social network.
Oh, and why the Gecko’s Bark? It just seemed … apropos … after living in the wilds of Thailand for a time:
The latest — ahem! — posts, with blurbs:
- “I don’t want the doctor’s death. I want to have my own freedom.” (1/19/2020) - Attributed to Rainer Maria Rilke.
- “Je m’en vais chercher le grand peut-être.” (12/16/2019) - Google translates this as "Maybe I'm going to get the big one." Not quite right, but thanks for playing. ...
- It Seems Like Yesterday (5/19/2019) - Well Mom, 18 years have come and gone and I've missed my usual deadline by several months now, but I have my reasons -- or reason, as it were -- which I'll get to in a moment.
- Ten Years Gone … (12/16/2018) - It was a decade ago today -- and even somewhat close to the hour, as best that I can recall -- that my father died. ...
- A Remarkable Transition … (12/21/2017) - I ended up crossing the globe again to teach English for a while, now I'm back. One of the things I wanted to do, now that I am, was bring this thing back under the fold of jeffchappell.com.