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Kathy drove us 3 hours – and $7.50 in tolls – to Cleveland yesterday to see James McMurtry – western writer Larry’s son – perform at the Music Box Supper Club (1).  It was well worth it.  Music Box was a great venue, with long tables angled to the stage and beverages flowing freely throughoutContinue reading “CLE”

That’s what they’re saying in Philadelphia. No doubt the same cry will go up some other. Still required on planes and trains, I don’t mind the face diaper so much since my wife found the UnMask (1), which lets me breathe and doesn’t fog up my glasses. I swore I wasn’t going to blog anyContinue reading “please not masks again!”

Looks like the vaxxed have a permanent new friend. Better like your spike. He sure don’t like you! Don’t miss Dr. McCulloch’s short video (1). Anyone who knew the least little bit about molecular biology had to know this was going to happen. Those who watched the first Jurassic Park would be concerned, too. Didn’tContinue reading “welcome, spike”

Seven weeks ago Friday found me solemnly executing my marital obligations by boarding the plane that would take Kathy (and me) to Florida for her last-ever Spring Break trip.  We ended up in Madeira Beach, smack in the middle of the Pinellas Spit.  The Spit is a slender strip of sand coursing 20 miles fromContinue reading “drinking down the Spit”

I wrote this end of March last year, but somehow never posted it.  As it has a recipe and 2 babe pics, I thought I should share it even now, over a year later. It was to be the last roundup.  My brother-in-law Bob, our excuse to visit Santa Fe for over a decade, wasContinue reading “land of enchantment”

Pescadaro clan: Skyler. Jimmy, Janet, Aislnn, Orion If you think Jimmy’s just a computer nerd grinding his kids to academic achievement, note that’s he’s a neo-hippie of the first order with a tie-died wardrobe to match and a deathless loyalty to Jerry Garcia that at least matches mine for the Commander. He’s even an ordainedContinue reading “California dreamin’”

… my wood pile.  That’s 6 face cords of hardwoods stacked 3 deep. Fireplace season is slowly drawing to a close, alas.  But those roaring logs look, see, feel, and smell pretty good on this sunny 35-degree Hash Bash Day morning.  My wood dealer Ken, whom I found randomly on Craig’s List, has kept meContinue reading “Behold…”

Cain’t help myself.  No, didn’t write this one.  When those come around, the post will be titled “shameless plugs”.  Anyway, yesterday, wandering into the M-Den after my haircut, I saw the bookshelf next to the jewelry case (looking for a money clip I’ve bought and lost at least 4 times).  There among all the booksContinue reading “my new book”

I’ve been aiming to compile all of my posts on food and drink into another book: Foodies. Not a cookbook per se, although there will be a lot of recipes in it.  More of a celebration of food and drink, especially as they have sustained us during the pandemic, as we sure did a lotContinue reading “fruit sauce!”