The Littoral Life: Man in the Mirror
By Dan Haag The barista’s eyes were hollow as she handed me my order. “Have a nice day,” she said, her gaze tracking to the growing, restless line behind me. […]
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The Littoral Life: Your Questions Answered, Part Deux
By Dan Haag Hate watching the news? Tired of being cooped up in your house? Had enough of mouthing swear words at people from behind your face mask? Well, you’re […]
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The Littoral Life: Masked Intentions
By Dan Haag The last time I checked in with a column, it was nearly Valentine’s Day and 2020 was humming along quite mildly, thank you very much. Now, I […]
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The Littoral Life: Don’t forget the little guy
By Dan Haag On a Monday afternoon in the Warrenton Costco, I made the fateful decision to wander into the aisle that houses the toilet paper. I didn’t really need […]
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The Littoral Life: Sweaty little thing called love
By Dan Haag I’m just going to come right out and say it: I love Valentine’s Day. I know there’s a very vocal segment of the population that gripes every […]
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The Littoral Life: Your questions answered
By Dan Haag I’ve always felt that one of my greatest strengths is offering unsolicited advice. Just ask any parent who has sat their crying child next to me in […]
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The Littoral Life: The Scroogies
By Dan Haag There’s no denying it. Christmas is rolling my way like an out-of-control, twinkle-light festooned locomotive. The signs are everywhere: stores are decorated festively, yards are populated by […]
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The Littoral Life: What’s in a name?
By Dan Haag On a recent lazy November afternoon, I listlessly pushed a cart through Fred Meyer. How I’d ended up there was a bit of a mystery. I distinctly […]
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The Littoral Life: The winded warrior
By Dan Haag 35 years ago, one of the greatest films of all time was being viewed across America. I am, of course, referring to the Ralph Macchio classic, “The […]
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The Littoral Life: No particular place to go
By Dan Haag Nothing says road trip like long, empty stretches of highway. Just you, a car, and miles of blacktop. Additionally, nothing says road trip like desperately searching for […]
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