Fiction/Humor Retirement

Bug Soup

Bug Soup I have explained that this house has several lovely outdoor seating areas. There is the wonderfully sunny deck floating out over the hillsides towards the ocean. It has an “infinity” aspect to it the way infinity pools have an endless quality to them, blending the water and the sky. There is the garden patio overlooking the grotto-like hot tub set amongst the boulders and nestled into the succulents and cacti. That patio is…

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Love Retirement

June Gloom

June Gloom I’ve already taken to debunking the notion that it never rains in Southern California (thank goodness) and I was about to report that the phenomenon known locally as June Gloom was also fiction, but then that changed a few days ago. June Gloom is a local colloquial term for a marine layer effect caused by a temperature inversion with the cool ocean water off the coast combining with a warm air mass from…

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Retirement

Long Live COVID

Long Live COVID I read the Financial Times article summary every day and most often chase down several articles. I do the same for the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and Washington Post, but no publication covers the world like the FT. That is particularly so in one of the areas of my greatest interest, the pension and retirement area. I suspect the reason for this is that while pensions matter to the other…

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Fiction/Humor Memoir Retirement

Beyond the Garbage Bins

Beyond the Garbage Bins It’s Wednesday morning at 6am and I’m sitting barefoot in the jump seat of the Sprinter Van we have rented for a trial run. I have put the blinds next to me up because, while Kim has fallen back to sleep, I know she wears both an eye mask and ear plugs and will not be bothered by my rousing. I am feeling very alive this morning, but can’t claim that…

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Love Memoir Retirement

Project Sailshade

Project Sailshade “Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun” according to the 1931 Noel Coward song and reinforced in the titling of Joe Cocker’s 1970 album of similar name. Noel Coward wrote the song while traveling from Hanoi to Saigon, so he had tropical heat on his mind. One of the great lines in the song refers to the “Noonday gun” in reference to the fact that in Hong Kong the noonday…

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Fiction/Humor Memoir Retirement

Coming Out of Hibernation

Coming Out of Hibernation Over the past few months, Kim and I have gotten into the practice of regularly measuring our temperature, pulse and oxygenation levels in search of any signs of the Coronavirus. This started by watching video clips of Chinese state agents pointing temperature guns at the foreheads of transiting passengers to determine risk of infection. This predated the thought that asymptomatic transmission was a major concern and seemed like a sensible, though…

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Love Politics Retirement

The End of the World

The End of the World In case you hadn’t noticed, I like bold headlines. All writers become aware that their readers decide in the first paragraph of their stories whether this among many stories available to all readers at all times will interest them and be worth reading in its entirety. Sometimes, when a thought for a story strikes me, I sit and ponder a title or headline before I organize and commit to writing…

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Memoir Retirement

My Garage Seat

My Garage Seat I am becoming a man of new interests. When I started working in late June, 1976 it was a mere two months before I got engaged to be married. Our wedding was just after Thanksgiving. By February we had bought a house. It was a nice little starter house with three bedrooms and a bath upstairs and a kitchen, living room, dining room, den and half bath downstairs. As a starter house,…

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