Scripto Ergo Cogito Ergo Disco Ergo Sum Rene Descartes started it all in 1637 in his Discourse on the Method, which most scholars consider his seminal philosophical work. I have amended it to read (in Latin), I write, therefore I think, therefore I learn, therefore I am. My default activity these days is to write. I know this especially now because I am finishing a ten day trip to New York and Italy and I…
Sitting in the Garden I visited Green Thumb Nursery in San Marcos today. Green Thumb has suddenly become my go-to local nursery owing to the diversity of products that they offer. My usual favorite nursery is Waterwise Botanicals. They are a very serious nursery that only stocks drought-tolerant plants and a whole array of roses, which are decidedly not doubt-tolerant. In many ways they offer the best quality of a wide variety of plant matter…
Riding in the Hood The childrens’ short story or fable of Little Red Riding Hood is said to have derived from oral histories during the Middle Ages, when demons and evil beasts still roamed the woods of the Black Forrest. I presume these were less about entertaining children than they were about cautioning them about the dangers in the woods. Anthropomorphizing the beasts of the forrest for the purpose of warning children not to wander…
Sleeping-In There are many reasons why I should be jealous of my youngest son, Thomas. He is young and just starting his life. He is engaged to be married to a lovely and brilliant young woman with whom he is currently living in Brooklyn. He and she met at Cornell University and have known each other literally from the first day of their arrival in their dormitory (their rooms were adjacent). They became best friends…
Sonny Boy My youngest son Thomas is coming for a week-long visit on Wednesday. He arrives at San Diego Airport right in the middle of my Ethics class lecture (assuming his flight is on-time). Since the following week is Spring Break and since I do not want to keep my boy waiting too long at the airport (even though it is only a ten minute drive from the campus), I will probably end the class…
Where to Live There are three considerations that have more impact on our lives than any others. We cannot choose when we live as that is the role of the dice we call procreation, whether you believe in the human soul or reincarnation or whatever. I suppose some people can determine actively or passively through their lifestyle choices, how long they live, but that is a very different issue. The other three considerations are the…
My Personal Rainbow It is a transitional weather morning here on my hilltop. It rained and was stormy yesterday and last night and it looks like today it wants to alternate between that weather and clear and sunny by tomorrow. I am sitting at my desk on hold with some service provider or another. I have started to be in the habit of acknowledging that I now live on the West Coast and the rest…
Another Thursday Night Everybody gets into routines. Ralph Waldo Emerson said that “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.” Waldo, as he apparently liked to be called, was a big thinker in his time (the mid-Nineteenth Century) and a champion of several causes that don’t necessarily hang together much these days. He was an abolitionist, a transcendentalist and an individualist. I’m not sure I ever…
A Busy Week Every day when I sit down to write, I ask myself what is going on that can make a good story. This exercise is not about just regurgitating the events of my life or the opinions I hold about the world events underway, or, for that matter, the recitation of the memories that come to mind that are fascinating to me because they revolve around my life. It so happens that I…
Alone in the Vastness I have written these words many times since 1995, which was when I acquired my Rikelme painting of a lone tree standing on the Pampas of Patagonia. The painting is called Solo en la Imensidad (Alone in the. Vastness), and I have always admired the sentiment of the lone and solid tree standing by itself and giving life to a small ecosystem around it. There is nobility in that tree and…