UAC 2012 (Part One): Hola From Nola
Once we mastered a few simple survival tips (move slow; hug the shade; stay indoors between noon and 8 pm; drink lots), New Orleans got under our skin pretty quickly.
Read More
Progressed Moon changing signs: Empty spaces
We spent the last week transforming the front bedroom of the house – which had disintegrated into a cluttered, chaotic “catch all” – into a guest room. My handy spouse repaired the stained glass windows, which were in desperate need of new latches and new seals, took apart the built-in …
Read MoreWe have a dream again
Happy birthday to the land of my birth, and a love song to you from David Wilcox: It’s who we’ve always been The land of dreams and visionaries The frontier starts again Make our way with what we carry The journey is from here, hope or fear For our children’s …
Read MoreDateline San Diego
Vacation was fantastic… restorative, refreshing, all that. But I cannot tell a lie: my full 9th house notwithstanding, I’m glad to be home again. Partly it’s because I came down a pretty dreadful flu the minute we hit Wellington, and spent a good deal of our last week in New …
Read More
Dateline Napier
Look where I spent my birthday. Think it’s gonna be a good year? Yeah. Me too. Had a fantastic time catching up with old friends in Coromandel (Little Bay pictured at right), then headed down to Tauranga for mini-reunions with both sides of Jonny’s family. Back up to Auckland for …
Read More
Dateline Auckland
Fortunately the huge storm that battered New Zealand last week had just passed by the time we landed on the 1st, after a long but entirely uneventful flight on beleaguered Qantas. (By far the best food and nicest staff of any flight I’ve ever been on, by the way.) My …
Read MoreThe unexamined life
I’m at an interesting crossroads with my writing, as may be evident in my lack of output in recent months. At first I was burned out from having written the book. But I finished the manuscript about a year and a half ago, so I think that excuse is probably …
Read MoreNot without my tooth!
Our saga begins a decade ago, in a neighborhood about ten minutes from here. The veteran of two root canals, I immediately recognized the dangerous throb in my number 14 molar. Having recently returned to San Diego, where I’d never really found a dentist to call my own – I’d …
Read More
From the eye of the firestorm
Once again, San Diego is on fire – and it’s looking a lot worse than 2003, when we actually evacuated north to escape the smoke. We’re a good distance from the action, at least for now; there are massive fires to the northeast and southeast, and somehow we’re not even …
Read More