Kaput! Done for. Of course, it no longer says it’s snowing outside. And the indoor weather still works. So now I’m stuck watching the widget on my mac, distrusting it. It says it’s 82, but how do I know? My porch could be a micro-climate. It could be 83 out […]
Monthly Archives: September 2005
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Seems Carmel always provides the same images with subtle differences. Colder weather = shoes, not sandals. And there’s another pair of hands sticking into the picture. Hog’s Breath Pub is too good of a place to pass up, though. Even if the scenery is always the same, it’s a nice […]
We made another trip to the Musee Mecanique this weekend. This place is awesome. I love the fact how non-politically-correct the amusements from the past are, such as this Uncle Sam that tests your Hotness. If you look real close, you’ll see a nice pair of cartoon boobs in the […]
I know Pier 39 is a huge tourist trap, but I can’t help myself. It offers great people watching and sea lions. Watching marine life always makes me wish I hadn’t said, “I don’t want to immerse myself in 4 years of science, so screw the dream of becoming a […]
Almost one year in California, and I haven’t heard thunder or seen a lightning strike since I’ve been here. Today, it’s rumblin’ outside. Not constant, just every once and a while. And it looks nothing like Kansas out there 🙂 I can’t believe I lived in Tornado Country for 7 […]
This is a major triumph for me. I’ve turned this orchid over, caught its petals in the screen door, and yet it still survives. I am amazed.
Beautiful day in Santa Cruz at the Aloha Grill. After having a plate lunch there I am craving Hawaiian macaroni salad. I’ve tried making it, but just can’t get it right.
As a child I had a fear that I would end up in a hospital needing an operation. And, that at the precise moment the doctor was getting ready to operate on me, somewhere in the universe and alien would be operated on at the same time, and that would […]
Tonight it was candlelight dinner for one, which has just driven home the fact that I’m alone. Even as a kid I felt alone – and I was surrounded by people who cared about me and loved me. I’m a loner; I don’t really like people. Or maybe it’s just […]