I’ve been a hockey fan all my life. Growing up just beyond the shadow of the Canadian Rockies, a life in and around hockey is just what we do. And the Olympics made me sad. I’m not mad, just disappointed Never meet your heroes. I grew up thinking hockey players were good guys, just out …
Author Archives: Radutti
Lunch Date
I skitter the bike up onto the brick sidewalk, turn off the ignition, and perch my helmet atop the side view mirror Wander across the street and enter my favorite shop Choose a low metal table adorned with chopsticks, napkins, spoons, and a tiny tray of chopped garlic and red chilies As I squat onto …
Packed and Oiled
We are tightly packed. 17 deep 6 across sardines, waiting our turn tightly packed in oil because oil, is what brings us all here. The packing process is mostly about sitting still. I imagine a time lapse, how it would reveal us making our way inexorably, towards our destination. A fill-up, we are currently depleted …
Morning Guest
Where do we find hope Deep breath. Deeeeeeeep breath. In, then out. Crisp, unprocessed, alive. And we don’t always say that in Hanoi. The dark days, the ones when the air is lead, a weight on my chest are heavy. Last month was a rough patch, stagnant and stale, topping out (bottoming out?) at a …
It’s All Relative
It’s a rather spectacular morning. I pop out onto the patio, and birdsong is everywhere. Interspersed with motorcycles cruising down below, distant horns marking their territory, and the crow of our neighborhood roosters. The village is coming to life. Once upon a time, I concerned myself with the brightness of our solitary street lamp Ugh …
Scurry
wah Her utterance is abrupt. What’s up There’s a critter And he looks like he’s dead I cruise over to the sink, unsure what I’m about to see. I peer over the edge and see my little buddy My buddy, because I’ve seen him in these parts, many many times. He does the hard work …
Voices Carry
I have been invited I tend to say yes, too often. Envision myself in a job interview, asked the standard question, what are your biggest weaknesses For me, among a few things, it’s this underlying urge to be involved. Sticking my nose In it all. I tend to say yes, and partly because of that, …
Notice
I’m on my way back from lunch and wander by the ‘newish’ bathrooms when the sign grabs my attention It might be the cleverly designed graphic down below, keen outline of a mop, bucket, some cloths adorning Or it could be just the way the sign itself is worded Notice it says Cleaning Supplies Affixed …
Opinions
If there is one thing true about this group, they are writers. And, being writers, like me, they have opinions. I’ve just shared a couple of slices with them. One from me and another (after prodding of 8-year-olds) from a friend who’s also slicing this month. That’s soooo good! You should write about us! Yeah! …
Layover
It’s become a sense of normalcy The air travel thing From my perch, I try not to take it for granted Five hour layover today, we pass these moments in Taipei. I initiate the hijinx by doing my goofy walk behind the small cart housing our carry-on bags. I’m not sure if this is one …
Get Up Eight 