White Fang and I hear the hymns blowing through the pines. As you know, Brahms wrote lullabies, he wrote symphonies. But did he ever write anything as beautiful as this?
The Baby Shower
Were the drinks cold, the food memorable? Did the party have a playfulness, a vibe? Were the speeches witty and warm?
King of Hearts
We humans seem to make the most mess of love. Men make a mess of love the way Spain made a mess of Cuba. Women make a mess of love the way the Rams botch punts.
Portland Bound
I’m all smiles….trust me, total smiles. Some 950 miles to the north, Portland beckons, a town of unconventional and chronic pleasures.Â
Ready for Takeoff…
FYI, right now is a very good time to fly a couch; rates are low and seats are plentiful.
Some Like It Hot
I sure can grumble about the slightest slights, can’t I? The other night, a reminder of how good we have it.
Mid-Winter Reflections
Scariest stat: CHP gives out 1,600 speeding tickets a month to idiots topping 100 mph (per L.A. Times).
The Hills Are Alive
Those closest to me (which incudes only me and maybe one other person) realize I am capable of thoughtful reflection, till the electric urge to be gregarious returns, as it always does.
Romeo Loves Juliet
Garlic loves onions, seafood loves wine, cheese craves crackers.
Fly Me to the Moon…
If mid-winter were a country, no one would visit.