Homeward Bound My hone out here in San Diego got its name from my favorite movie. I used to have mixed feelings about naming my homes because it seemed pretentious and very egotistical. But then I came to make my peace with the issue on the theory that these homes were all about family to me and the ability to gather with them and lend them to them and even host my close friends. So…
Getting Hosed Our property on our little hilltop is a 2.5 acre trapezoid with several hundred feet of frontage on Quail View Drive (Kim swears she sees a covey of quail quite often on the driveway, but you can’t prove that by me). The property goes more-or-less straight back from the road on both sides, a bit further on the south side than the north, thereby creating the trapezoidal shape. In the front, the hill…
This Little Piggy Stayed Home Today, like most days, I called up Jeff to see what was going on in his life. I am in the habit of calling Jeff every day for several reasons. First of all, he’s one of the few men of my age that I know around here, second, he is generally my go-to guy for stuff around the house because he knows the house and he is generally a font…
The Great Energy Mystery As I have explained, my day job is building a company involved in scientific R&D to develop an efficient green hydrogen synthesis system using the latest in proton-conducting ceramics. I like joking that what “Plastics” was to The Graduate and what Silicon is to the Bay Area and electronics, ceramics will be to the new Millennium. Its quite flippant of me as a non-scientist to say this, but if something that…
America Lost When I was in college I thought I had a unique perspective on America. Of my seventeen years on earth I had lived six years in the tropics of Latin America, a year in Santa Monica flirting with the children of TV stars in nursery school, four years in the Midwest city of Madison, Wisconsin learning about the difference between oleomargarine and real butter in the Dairy State, three years in the wilds…
As the World Turns Richard Haass, the President of the Council on Foreign Relations, the highly respected organization and policy think tank, has held that position for the past dozen years. He has now written a book called The World: A Brief Introduction. This book is described as a primer on the global era we live in from COVID-19 to terrorism and gives us a basic understanding of the dynamics that have in the past…
Gigging I alternate in thinking that I am on overload one minute and on pause the next. As soon as I find myself thinking that my situation is unique and a direct outgrowth of my own choices and circumstances, I read something or see something on cable news that makes me see people talking about exactly the same syndrome. Let’s think for a moment about that all-important baseline. My baseline is that I am 66…
I Am Not an Animal! Yesterday I told the story of Jerry Stiller and his casting in the co-leading role in my story made into an HBO anthology of subway stories. The tale of the production and debut is worth another story. To begin, the story itself was about my days of riding the early morning train into Manhattan to work every day. I was very regular on my inbound schedule and quite irregular on…
Festivus In 1997 the outrageously successful sitcom, Seinfeld, aired it’s 166th episode, the tenth episode of its ninth and final season. I think it is fair to suggest that that timing indicates that Seinfeld was at its peak audience viewership by that time. As with all Seinfeld episodes, there were multiple subplots which came together in the end of the episode with some humorous and mostly intertwined resolution. The episode was called “The Strike” because…
Droning On Today was a perfect day in many ways with the exception that we are still quarantined and kept from our loved ones. That circumstance may, indeed, have made the small pleasures of the day seem so much more. To begin with, the temperature rose from a cool and brisk 56 degrees to a midday high of 70 degrees. That meant that a morning hot tub was ideal in its warmth. It was there…