Monday, September 27, 2004


Schaal-sensei is right:
We are our own worst critics.

Sunday, September 26, 2004


The pen is mightier than the sword?
Then, regrettably, hangs over me, Damocles' pen.

Monday, August 02, 2004


Allie is fascinated by the game of peekaboo, and loves to be swung around in circles. She always gives me a hug, greasy spectacles, fudge smudges on my vest, and once in a while, a booger.

For a few minutes each day, her joy in the vivacious moment is contagious, and I'm young again.

Sunday, August 01, 2004


Write with no pen
Read with no eye
Listen with no ear

Saturday, July 24, 2004


It's been such a long time that I visited Solvang that I'd forgotten what a peaceful place this is. Waking up on a Saturday morning is such a pleasure. Sandalwood incense in the air, the neighbour feeding bluebirds, Jayita puttering around making coffee, and me sitting and writing to a damned blog.

Ok. Enough stupidity.

Saturday, July 17, 2004


Finally getting on the b.w.