Suddenly I know what my memoir’s about
It came to me out of the blue after long thought why I should write a memoir and what it should be about. I am so excited now. I want to...
Read MoreWhat would I do if I had enough money?
Sitting on the john reading some story in the New Yorker and fighting off bullshit thoughts of jealousy and rage and and class resentment...
Read MoreThis WordPress Web site was driving us nuts but now I think we’re getting the hang of it sort of at least maybe a little bit
Everything used to be easy for me. Maybe I was picking only the easy things, like playing guitar and writing. Stuff came easily. I was...
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Reflecting on the workshops (Dreaming Aloud)
I find it hard not to work. It’s a Sunday afternoon, Norma and I spent a leisurely brunch time at Zuni with our friend Karen Croft,...
Read MoreOK, I kinda still love San Francisco
Get on the bus in the rain and sit up front in the handicapped and old peoples benches and a guy says nice hat. He’s wearing a white...
Read MoreNow I have to write about this
So grandeur is vital and without it you shrivel up so last night we ate potluck after the concluding workshop and then OK this morning...
Read MoreI’m Romneyed out. I’m Newted.
Enough already. Anything would be better than this! Anything! Even Jan Brewer!
Read MoreFirst, do not see Hugo in 3D. Second, obey all traffic signs
And if you do go see Hugo and then make an illegal U-turn in front of an angry black SUV, be sure to use the proper hand signal. But first,...
Read MoreA romantic wedding tale, or, how the Creative Getaway was born
Norma and I got married in September 1993 at the Cliff House in San Francisco, right there at the mouth of San Francisco Bay, looking out...
Read MoreMy shoe caught on fire. Seriously, my shoe caught on fire!
So my wife Norma, our friend Karen Croft and I go to eat at Outerlands, our favorite restaurant that just happens to be in our Ocean Beach...
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