Ever since Echo came to stay, things have been topsy-turvy around here. Now don’t get me wrong, Echo’s not living with us. I do not now own three dogs. This place isn’t big enough.
No, Echo’s my son’s dog and he just came to stay for a long weekend. Continue reading
This month marks 20 years that I’ve been living here, and in that time I’ve witnessed the seasons change, the days get long, the Santa Ana winds come in from the east, and the birds chirping every morning. Every June, like clockwork, the San Diego Fair comes to town, and every July, the horse races begin. Which means fancy hats on opening day, and traffic congestion like you wouldn’t believe. Continue reading
The truth is, I’ve got nothing to blog about. The longer I’ve stayed away from blogging, the harder it’s been to get back into the groove. Not because I’ve been working on some important pursuit, like writing the Great American Novel. Sadly, that’s not why. Continue reading
Quick. Tell me a moment that was important to you.
Such moments should be on the tip of your tongue. No matter how long ago they happened, you remember. You remember because of a spark, a tug or because of a dream. Continue reading
My generation didn’t have Uber, Snap Chat, Twitter or Facebook. We didn’t text our friends. We’d pick up the phone, call them and talk. For hours at a time. Continue reading
