Retirement

Girding Your Loins

Girding Your Loins The expression is more interesting than you may imagine. Whenever I heard the expression I assumed that it referred to the fact that before going into battle, an ancient warrior would wrap his legs to the top of his legs to protect the soft underbelly of his body, It is strange that man, the most advanced species, chose to become bipeds when the mere act of walking erect exposed frontally the softest…

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Retirement

Slowing Down

Slowing Down Everything is slowing down, so why aren’t I? Last year the politics was running hot and heavy in the run-up to the election. Joe Biden was on the ropes and it was unclear who would emerge as the Trump-killer. Every day there was excitement about what that idiot Trump had done lately and what his tweets were lying about. The Pandemic alone was a full-time job keeping up with events. We had just…

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Fiction/Humor Retirement

Door to Door on DST

Door to Door on DST We have been having an uncharacteristically cold week here in sunny San Diego. Between that and the intermittent rain over the last week, I am reminded that the nice weather we usually enjoy is truly a blessing. I guess this is how we learn to appreciate what we’ve got, or at least what we usually got. The clocks changed yesterday as we moved to Daylight Savings Time. Spring forward and…

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Memoir Retirement

Trippin’

Trippin’ This week suddenly saw a flurry of travel activity in our lives. We decided several weeks ago that we would rebook our motorcycle group’s Silver Anniversary, which got postponed last year due to COVID. That is a May event, which the perfect time of year to see southern Utah. We also postponed a planned trip to Mendocino in the northern coast area with Frank and Loretta, which we have now rebooked for April. This…

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Memoir Retirement

Lighting the Hillside

Lighting the Hillside When I first decided to light up the landscaping of my house, I got a specialized outdoor lighting company to come in and bid on the entire job as they envisioned it, understanding that I would likely phase the project rather than do it all at once. The two biggest reasons for that were the likely cost and the fact that I was just starting to deal with the renovation of my…

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Memoir Retirement

Moving the Spirit

Moving the Spirit Do you remember Fridays? They used to be such happy days. They were the end of the week and the beginning of our weekly breaks. They signified that we had done the hard work of the week and were now deserving of some rest and relaxation. It was such a universal phenomenon that there is now an 870 store chain called Thank God It’s Friday, where people can gather to celebrate the…

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Love Retirement

COVID-Free At Last

COVID-Free At Last Last Saturday I had my second dose of Moderna’s COVID-19 vaccine and after only about an hour’s worth of chills and slightly elevated temperature, I have been fit as a fiddle. The event of the vaccination, which I did in the idyllic burg of La Jolla was really a non-event. I parked in a nice parking structure, walked on serene pathways following big COVID Vaccination signs to a large and airy building…

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Retirement

Hot and Heavy

Hot and Heavy Today, which is Monday, February 22nd it is supposed to hit 78 degrees here on our hilltop. I don’t know why that surprises me other than to say that I am not yet totally acclimated to living here in Southern California. I started my day by driving to the local Hidden Meadows Market and getting a breakfast burrito for myself and an Asahi bowl for Kim, so clearly some parts of my…

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Love Memoir Retirement

The Totems of My Life

The Totems of My Life I am not certain why or how it has happened, but I am surrounded by totems. They mean everything and yet they mean nothing at all. Just this week, Kim gave me a birthday/anniversary/Valentines gift she had had made for me by her favorite gift store in New York, named Domus on West 44th Street in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen. In Ancient Rome, a domus was a distinguished house…

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Memoir Retirement

War Games Soliloquy

War Games Soliloquy I can’t seem to help myself from getting into unintended projects. You’ve heard how this happens to me at my hilltop home, now let’s discuss my writing. I publish one story a day on this blog (occasionally supplemented with an extra and usually timely story here and there). That is about 1,300 words per day on average. People brag about Jack London writing 1,000 words a day every day. So, I think…

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