I might have mentioned once or twice, that my father’s dream from a young age, was to be a comic strip artist. The story goes that when he was in his early teens, he went to New York with his father. While there they visited “the syndicate” where he spoke to someone, who looked at … Read more
The lawn outside my Mom’s house in Indiana. The last rain was on her birthday, June 4–so over a month ago. There is a chance of rain as well a possible “cooling off’ (down into the 80s) tomorrow, though apparently recent potential rains have been hours of lightning with nothing wet. We shall see. Regardless, … Read more
I wrote most of this post yesterday (my Dad’s birthday) as I rode the bus to work… My dad was a professor by trade, but also, throughout his life, a practicing artist. He taught sociology at the university, and he painted in the little room in the attic of our house. He had reasons–rational or … Read more
My dad would have been eighty-two years old today. He lived to be just shy of eighty, and his whole life, he made art.
Drove my friend Christine to the airport this morning. On the way we talked about the dearth of food on planes these days. I mentioned how I do love to bring food from home onto the plane. I think it reminds me of old stories I’ve read where the young man or woman is sent … Read more
Today, someone in Taipei reached me via googling “Two Ways of Seeing a River.” Mark Twain lives. And me? I made it back to the gym, and my Sunday morning yoga class today after more than a week off due to illness. That’s nice. I’m in a weird mood, half sad, half gearing up for … Read more
My friend Rosie just celebrated her third cancerversary. Congrats Rosie. My own “cancer-free” status, has just passed the five year mark–kind of. After a surgery to remove the tumor in December of 03, I had a PET scan in February of 04, that showed clear results. There are a couple of reasons for my uncertainty … Read more
My parents are coming tomorrow for Thanksgiving. Since we have a little kitchen I want to pre-cook some dinner items for the next few days. Right now I am simultaneously cooking, each at different stages– Thai-pumpkin soup with coconut milk, Pasta Fazool, and Cranberry Sauce made with Rosemary, Ruby Port and Figs. Paul, who is … Read more
The odd thing about keeping this blog is that after I miss a certain number of days I start to have some odd performance anxiety where what I say has to be doubly profound or entertaining to somehow compensate for the days that pass, then instead of just saying what’s on my mind, I wait … Read more