Who doesn’t love the story The Call of the Wild? I used to teach it and also Jack London’s doomsday story called To Build a Fire when I taught 7th grade in Council Bluffs, Iowa. White Fang is another Jack London story that my 8th grade remedial boys liked to check out from my personal… Continue reading Jack London Was a Racist
A friend of mine is Swedish, and she told me about Döstädning. I have no idea how to say it, but it means death purge for those turning sixty. The idea is simple – clean out your house before you die so that your kids don’t have to do it. But saying it and doing… Continue reading Doing the Swedish Death Purge
I love live music, and the pandemic has made it harder to find. Some of the local bands have gone online, putting out their virtual tip jar while they play for an hour or two. Sometimes they are sponsored by a business, sometimes they do it from their apartments. I love the Beatles, so when… Continue reading Virtual Tip Jar Fail
When a dancing friend asked me to meet him in Santa Cruz yesterday, I thought it would be a great day to break up this monotonous pandemic life. We agreed to meet at 2:00. I drove through intermittent fog and sunshine all the way to Moss Landing. I had promised myself a ceramic pot from… Continue reading Santa Cruz Friday
Three years ago I started this blog. I have reached 500 followers. But I really do it for me, to get myself to write 500 words every day. As it turns out, I did a lot of re-runs so, on average, only wrote a new post every other day. Just for fun, and because we… Continue reading Renaming the Blog?
I was dreading the big one with no way to celebrate it during a pandemic. What would I do all day? How could I make the day different from all the other ones during the lockdown? The good news is that I didn’t have to do anything at all. The day filled itself with all… Continue reading Best Birthday Ever
This morning (Sunday) I ran out to get the San Francisco Chronicle, bought fruit, and then dropped off a library book, mailed a letter, and parked in front of CVS, waiting for the pharmacy to open. Why not run errands later, you ask? Because the Chronicle sells out fairly early, so I settled in with… Continue reading The Hot Lipstick Post
What do you do when it’s 100 degrees outside and you’re in the middle of a pandemic? For me, it’s clean out another drawer or sort through another box. I inherited all of my sister’s belongings three years ago when she moved here from Iowa, and today, while packing up a daughter’s stuff, a daughter… Continue reading What to do on a Hot Pandemic Day
Google has been telling me for days now that I am running out of storage space. Rather than bug my adult son about it, I bought extra space from Google. Guess what? It didn’t change a thing. Still not wanting to bother my technological son in a pandemic, since he lives elsewhere, I used Google… Continue reading Freeing Up Space
It’s week ten or eleven of the Covid-19 lockdown — I’ve lost track. I found out in a Zoom meeting last night that two more people that I know had a nasty virus in March that caused them to lose their sense of smell and taste. They are both well over sixty, as are the… Continue reading You Know You’ve Been Alone Too Long When . . .