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California is a state of mind, especially mine on this trip. When I return home there is much work-work to do as well as my very large, largest, giantest, hugest ever new project (I rather like speaking Trumpian; it saves time trying to match adjective and noun and meaning). My California state-of-mind here and now is as follows; get up early (normal for me), write for awhile, read and nap a couple hours… Read More
“South of the 8,” a Ping Chong + Company Undesirable Elements production was performed at the LaJolla Playhouse Saturday night, and Scott, Sandra and I were there. It was a special evening for me in a couple of ways. First of all, these productions dreamed up by Ping, Bruce, and Sara, the Ping Chong + Company long-time crew, are always moving, informing, and infused with humor and pathos. Each Undesirable Elements production… Read More
CALIFORNIA That time of year again. Birthday. Climb Black Mountain to prove I’m not old-old yet. Visit Nordstrom’s for new jeans. Walk on the beach. Take many photos of Watts Tower in LA for my book club buddies. Fly to Oakland. See granddaughter the engineer in her cozy apartment. Breathe the mostly non-swampy air of a Democratic coast. I do love it. California Dreamin’…the Okies and the Mamas and Papas had it right… Read More
Last day of my perfect San Diego holiday. You know how sometimes everything just works. The family, the place, the walks, the food. Also hadn’t realized how much I needed to be away from the ‘upstairs neighbors.’ A few nights of not angrily-falling-asleep and I feel like a new person. Hanging out with one-third of my spectacular family (photos of them and a few last happy California thoughts tomorrow when I’m back… Read More
Birthdays are for the strong. This morning, 7am, I was climbing Black Mountain in North San Diego County. Four hours up and down. Incline varied from 5-19%. Okay so it’s not Everest. High enough for government work as they say. I’m pretty old today…but not as old as I’ll be on my 80th birthday…or my 90th. I’m thinking about calling myself a crone. Just because I really feel like elderly and old-old… Read More
Time and Place is a travel blog so pictures of places—places I live, visit, used to live, long to visit, used to visit, once visited—make acceptable albums..and Today’s Post. (This is my birthday and I climbed a mountain and have a new murder mystery and a pleasant Pino Grigio and my son is grilling lovely tasty things but more about all of that later.)
For my birthday lunch, San Diego son Scott offered to take me anywhere in the city. I knew exactly what I wanted. Russian food. Prep for the Big15Trip. I’ll continue to be up front about the fact I’m a foodie failure. I tried—to cook innovatively; love kale; pay attention to the ‘in’ restaurants; read and love and plan to visit NOMA; and, not least, to enjoy foodie conversations with kids, grandkids, and… Read More
I’m saying it out loud. Two days ago I turned (why do we say ‘turned’?) 76 years old. It wasn’t a smooth turn. Being a year older seems to have the most meaning when one is young or old. “Yay, now I’m six, I can go on the big rides.” Yay, now I’m 76, I can go on the big rides too if I have the stamina to trek down endless corridors;… Read More
Octopus Bloody Mary or as it’s known on the menu: One-armed Mary. NOTE: I could remove this post before my new Blog-Book is published because I Did Not Do What I Said I Was Going to Do. But it was a worthy plan so so the post gets to stay. More classes and ideas have followed and a different book is in the works for 2017. Better too many good ideas than none. (December… Read More