(re-run) I live in a town that backs up to a gorgeous mountain in the middle of an otherwise-flat part of the San Francisco Bay Area. Bicyclists come from all over to climb Mt. Diablo and then get their joy ride on the way down the winding road. The hiking here is phenomenal, and the… Continue reading Interfacing with Nature
Off the Grid
(re-run) The power went out. I was in the middle of a movie when everything shut off. Soon my neighbors were texting me, asking me to report the outage to PG& E. The more the better, they said. A few minutes after that, I received a robocall. The outage was affecting 5000 customers. The power… Continue reading Off the Grid
Arguing on Facebook About Immigrants
(partial exchange – my daughter says why bother, Mom?) Doug I know I know some of them are good people, but they need to do it the right way the human traffickers and drug dealers so you’re saying that’s OK Enter You sent somewhere in your family tree there are immigrants or you wouldn’t be… Continue reading Arguing on Facebook About Immigrants
Smooth Operator
(re-run) His name was Ryan, and he wore the brightest shirts – screaming teal, bullfighter red, and obnoxious orange. It was easy to pick him out of the crowd. He was a dancer at the Thursday night venues and would come find me each night for one dance. “I just want you to know,” he’d… Continue reading Smooth Operator
Computer Date
(re-run) The idea for computer dating has been around as long as computers for personal use have been. Carolyn should know! In 1965 (yes, in the Dark Ages) she had her first and last computer match. In those days one filled out a computer punch card, the data was computed, and the results took a… Continue reading Computer Date
Under Pressure
My driver’s side back tire kept losing pressure. The tire pressure light would come on, I’d find a gas station, put in my $2.00 worth of quarters and get air for all my tires. Up, down, up, down, up down up down. Then back around to put the little caps back on the tires. The… Continue reading Under Pressure
Black Jamaicans or African Americans?
(re-run) Someone on Facebook said that Kamala Harris isn’t really African-American because her black father was from Jamaica. Here’s a news flash. Blacks in Jamaica are descendants of slaves, just as blacks from Venezuela, Brazil, Barbados, anywhere in the Americas are, as well. Jeopardy the other night had an answer that said: 40% of all… Continue reading Black Jamaicans or African Americans?
Designer Dogs
(re-run) As I watched the end of the Oscars with my dog cozied up in the chair with me and my sister asking when she could go to bed, I thought back on the man I met two nights before, the one who wanted to get a Doodle Dane, a cross breed between a Great… Continue reading Designer Dogs
My So-called Life
Thirty years ago, Claire Danes was 14 years old. She starred in a short-lived TV show, even before she got famous for Romeo and Juliet with Leonardo DiCaprio (when she was 16). I had a new baby and two older children thirty years ago. I used to teach high school so I liked watching a… Continue reading My So-called Life
The Single Dad and the Dental Hygienist
(re-run) Bob’s friend had a dental office, and Bob would often stop by to visit. Joy, the married dental hygienist, offered to fix him up with single clients getting their teeth cleaned. If the women were game for a blind date with Bob, he was game, too. Joy would call Bob with the woman’s phone… Continue reading The Single Dad and the Dental Hygienist
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 