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So, I intend to make a Homeric birdwatching trip to the middle of Mexico, then back across Mexico to pop out somewhere in Texas. Next, I will negotiate the Southern states to pop out in North Carolina to visit Ben. … Continue reading →

Well not really; the animals that we go to look for are correctly called Californian Sea Otters but to me they look more like beavers than otters. James and I prepare little; boat, Minn Kota, bedding, camera with big lens. … Continue reading →

I have been on a ferocious fitness regime. Bebo has inducted me into an exclusive workout club. All members are older, funny, live around here and are obsessive about muscle definition. Three times a week we meet up early in … Continue reading →

The title is in the French language and refers to pig behavior. They roll around, wallow, in muck. In France, I seem to remember that the expression refered to staying up too late, drinking far too much, smoking too much, … Continue reading →

So much fun to be had! I go down to Stanford to have lunch with dearest Rachel. I go to Clement St to shop. It is very similar to Shanghai. The Chinese supermarkets have an incredible range of stuff. Essentially … Continue reading →

Son James makes wonderful planters modeled from the top bit of a female. I do not wish to be accused of titillation nor branded a pornographer. Nor do I wish the blog banned on the grounds of lubricity. I must … Continue reading →

My truck thinks too much. I have noticed that she can spend days on end without moving but just philosophizing. This leads to the pale cast of thought syndrome that has settled on her headlamps. Her headlights are very dim. … Continue reading →

Bebo, Ron and I go for lunch at the University Club of San Francisco. Bebo is a member so we less distinguished folks can get in. Early 20th Century building downtown on Powell. Inside it is brown leather and old … Continue reading →

So, off I go for a northern adventure. It is a race against time as it is already late October and snow will soon cover the uplands. You know how it goes. I will get stuck in some lonesome canyon. The … Continue reading →

There is something very pleasing about settling in. My room has been communal for the last 10 months, housemates using it for study, reflection, playing with the cat etc. I move stuff out and restart the room with my preferred … Continue reading →