Has It Been A Year Already?
Seems like only yesterday my Susan and I were wandering in wonderment the walks and waterways of Venice.
Seems like only yesterday my Susan and I were wandering in wonderment the walks and waterways of Venice.
Brief backstory: I have an Alphasmart 3000, a somewhat goofy PlaySkool-looking AA battery-operated, bare bones portable word-processor that I bought prior to our Africa honeymoon trip in 2005 because I wanted something rugged and durable and cheap ($200) that, given our locations in the Rwandan countyside, the Serengeti (pictured at right tapping away on it …
(click to triplify) Isn’t it funny how we forget about stuff. I was cruising through the back end of the ridiculous amount of photos I have online at Flickr, and these two Santa Cruz island foxes showed up, bringing back a flood of good memories of the days I spent in November 2004 with a …
Occasionally I’ll scroll back through the time machine that is my photo archive and in this case I ended up all the way back to early 2004 before slingshotting back forward to the summer of 2005 and our Africa trip, in particular this shot taken on our last morning in Zanzibar when I waded out …
Look what I found on an old buried computer disk (click to quadruplify): It’s not just every day or just anyone who gets to sit in the Dodgers dugout with Congressman Xavier Becerra and his three wonderful daughters. But before you go thinking I was some political insider or something even more dubious, rest assured …
A year ago last month for various reasons and excuses I posted about a semi-ffrivolous desire to adopt the nickname “Dub,” and I was subsequently surprised and humored by the various comments from my friends and blog pals who pretty much summarily rejected or pfffft’d or chuckled at the idea. So I let sleeping Dubs …
It just dawned on me that a couple days ago was the 10th anniversary of The Worst Birthday Of My Life. Sure, a lot of people have a lot of subjective reasons why a birthday might blow, but I guarantee you that my 33rd sucked in an empirical and impenetrably definitive sense. Let’s go take …