Tuesday, January 16, 2018

It's Always Me


Every third car on the roads of Southern California is a silver Prius. So let me help you identify me on the road. The silver Prius with a length of dress hem stuck in the driver's side door, flapping in the wind?
Just wave.



Monday, January 15, 2018

Remembering Dr. King


Bob and I were watching this speech from Dr. King again today. I have heard it so often and there's always something seemingly new that stands out each time. Today it was this:
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. 
—Martin Luther King Jr "I Have A Dream" speech, August 28, 1963



Friday, January 12, 2018

A Word From the Management


I have made an executive decision to keep the mistletoe up year-round. You have been warned.



Thursday, January 11, 2018

Not One Pop


Adding rice vinegar (twice) to your favorite popcorn popper to pop your corn is not as effective as adding olive oil. In fact, your popcorn will not pop, it will merely scorch and smell weird and not pop at all. Ask me how I know.

I think you know how I know.



Wednesday, January 10, 2018

That Place


When I first learned to meditate, maybe twenty-five or so years ago, I created a "happy place" in my mind. A sunlit beach. A coastline dotted with flowers and cypress trees and vaguely Mediterranean buildings. It was like the photos I'd seen of Portofino or Manarolo Cinque Terre. A place I'd never been, but a place I returned to again and again.

In the early 90s, I found a picture of my place in an antique store. I was too broke to buy it, but I bought it anyway. Over time I found more old pictures to fill out my collection, similar in feel but no two are the same. I never get tired of them or of that place.

That place is there every time I close my eyes.