I don’t share well, really, I share hardly at all. Mine is mine! When I was in college I bought a Wilson aluminum racquet, which damaged my elbow something fierce. I had my name engraved on the racquet handle, even tho it almost killed me, it was mine. Look at any of my books and my name…
Category: Musing
Consequences.
Tomorrow I leave for LA, Los Angeles, in California, the city where I grew up. Well, not really. We first lived in Sepulveda, maybe Van Nuys [I was little then], Burbank, Chatsworth, Granada Hills, which is mostly in the San Fernando Valley, north of Los Angeles, so inland about maybe forty, fifty miles? But still,…
nutz
That’s what we say to each other in weather like this. Hotter than hell weather. Drop dead humidity weather. Weather that makes you wonder why people even settle in the south! Okay, there are lots of reasons to live in the south, the weather being one, but not when you go out and run around…
the ides
Today, well, yesterday really, because even though I’m writing this at 2:30 in the morning, it’s still today to me. It’s not tomorrow until the sun rises. I know a new day begins at midnight, but no, not really, it begins when I wake up, and although, lol, I’m awake now, I didn’t really sleep,…
Waikoloa Beach
So, by the time you read this we will be home. This beautiful land will be a memory for us, ten lovely days. We’re staying at King’s Land. Open, along a golf course, with wild goats, the buildings are spread out over a number of acres. One afternoon we took a ride around the Waikoloa…