Friday, June 03, 2011
Thursday, June 02, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Crime Fiction Collective: Books for Charity: Helping a Family in Joplin
Crime Fiction Collective: Books for Charity: Helping a Family in Joplin: "Posted by L.J. Sellers As I watched families pick through the rubble of their homes, looking for shoes for their kids, I felt sickened and ..."
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
But wait! She's Asian, and he's Caucasian, so....
Until Loving vs. Virginia overturned the ban on interracial marriage in 1967, they were just as evil in the eyes of conservatives as two men or two women ...well, they probably still are, but at least now they can get married.
Friday, May 06, 2011
ACLU asks judge to block jails from prohibiting books
Berkeley County Jail photo by Post and Courier photographer Alan Hawes
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Monday, May 02, 2011
Big Sunday (and Saturday) is coming!
Just click on the header at the top of this post in you don't know what that's all about...
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
April 18, 1906; 5:12 am ...because if you ever lived in San Francisco, Jeanette MacDonald sings 'San Francisco'
If you've ever lived in San Francisco, then at some time you gotta stand atop a hill (any one in the City), and sing it (don't be embarrassed; everyone else has done it, too).
It has a similar affect when coming up the peninsula or crossing the bay, and passing that tiny sign that reads,
San Francisco
CITY AND COUNTY
POP 793,700 ELEV 61
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
National Poetry Month (Yeah, I know we're already two weeks into it)
But THURSDAY... 
Monday, April 11, 2011
"A State of Change: Forgotten Landscapes of California" by Laura Cunningham
Click on the header above for a link to Laura Cunningham's site on the changing landscape of California.
This book should be required reading for every child in every school in California. And their parents.
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Monday, April 04, 2011
"Everything is its own Reward" by Paul Madonna
"Everything is its Own Reward" by San Francisco artist Paul Madonna is coming out soon!
Friday, April 01, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Tennessee Williams at 100
There are festivals, tours and more in virtually any city from his birthplace to his final resting place to anywhere Tennessee Williams stopped long enough to have a cocktail.
Tennessee Williams' birthplace, Columbus, Mississippi
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Japan - Earthquake & Mega-Tsunami 11-03-2011.mp4
Actually, at approximately 2:30 am Pacific Time, the DJ broke into the song I had playing softly on my clock radio to announce the earthquake, and that tsunami warnings had been issued for Hawaii and the entire West Coast of the US, along with all the Pacific Islands. It was those poor souls along the shoreline nearest the epicenter that had the least amount of time to escape to higher ground --by some accounts, less than five minutes after the quake struck.
For more than a half century, as California's population doubled and development spread unchecked through low-lying wetlands and shorelines, there have been geologists and urban planners warning against building on much of this scenic California coastline. I know of at least one report, detailing the risks inherent in building mile-by-mile for the entire California coast, that was pooh-poohed by developers that put profit over people.
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
From Confessions of a Mystery Novelist....: Let's All Do The Write Thing
Confessions of a Mystery Novelist....: Let's All Do The Write Thing: "Hello, All, First, thanks so very much for your supportive and kind comments about Do the Write Thing, the charity raffle I’m putting..."
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Fred Korematsu Day
It was a high honor to have met Mr. Korematsu several years back at the Japanese American National Museum. Today around California --and the nation-- there are remembrances to observe the anniversary of Japanese Americans internment during WWII.
Fred Korematsu and Rosa Parks
Fred Korematsu
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
The Kill Zone: Of Droughts and Flooding Rains
The Kill Zone: Of Droughts and Flooding Rains: "by Clare Langley-Hawthorne It's raining again - and for those of you who have been following the news you know that isn't a good thing. A..."
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Copland's Quiet City
Photos are from "Empty LA" by Matt Logue, and "LA Without Traffic" by Tom Baker.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
DADT ...then marriage
Then we're coming back for your little dog, too...
...and that last slice of pie
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Murray Morgan Bridge
For more information, click on the header above or at http://www.pugetsoundtransportation.com/morgan/index.php Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 01, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Go Giants!
This is how the the front office would prefer people see Tim Lincecum, but to some of San Francisco...
Just as long as they they send the Rangers back to Texas with some sourdough bread, Ghirardelli chocolates, and a, "No hard feelings!"
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
PROP 8 TRIBUTE by Matthew Machelli
By chance I found a link of a link to their site (http://www.badrubbish.com) that can be reached by clicking on the title at the top of this post. It was just what I needed after OD'ing on one too many news stories about racist homophobic constipated extraterrestrials-disguised-as-humans and teen suicides. I've also added their site to my links that run alongside my posts.
Take as needed.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
FIVE YEARS! Forsan et haec olim memi nis se juvabit
Today is my blog's fifth anniversary.
Has it really been five years?!?
768 posts.
Still haven't finished the novel(s).
Yet a milestone, all the same. No bells, no whistles, just NPR playing in the background.
And still no time to read all my links.
Friday, October 01, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
From "Another Country," by James Baldwin
He got off at the station named for the bridge built to honor the father of his country.
And walked up the steps, into the streets, which were empty. Tall apartment buildings, lightless, loomed against the dark sky and seemed to be watching him, see,ed to be pressing down on him. The bridge was nearly over his head, intolerably high; but he did not yet see the water. He felt it, he smelled it. He thought how he never before understood how an animal could smell water. But it was over there, past the highway, where he could see the speeding cars.
Then he stood on the bridge, looking over, looking down. Now the lights of the cars on the highway seemed to be writing an endless message, writing with awful speed in fine, unreadable script. There were muted lights on the Jersey shore and here and there a neon light advertising something somebody had for sale. He began to walk slowly to the center of the bridge, observing that, from this height, the city which had been so dark as he walked through it seemed to be on fire.
He stood at the center of the bridge and it was freezing cold. He raised his eyes to heaven. He thought, You bastard, you motherfucking bastard. Ain't I your baby, too? He began to cry. Something in Rufus which could not break shook him like a rag doll and splashed salt water all over his face and filled his throat and his nostrils with anguish. He knew the pain would never stop. He could never go down into the city again. He dropped his head as though someone had struck him and looked down at the water. It was cold and the water would be cold.
He was black and the water was black.
He lifted himself by his hands on the rail, lifted himself as high as he could, and leaned far out. The wind tore at him, at his head and shoulders, while something in him screamed, Why? Why? He thought of Eric. His straining arms threatened to break. I can't make it this way. He thought of Ida. He whispered, I'm sorry Leona, and then the wind took him, he felt himself going over, head down, the wind, the stars, the lights, the the water, all rolled together, all right. He felt a shoe fly off behind him, there was nothing around him, only the wind, all right, you Godalmighty bastard, I'm coming to you.
For Tyler Clementi
Tony Curtis 1925 - 2010
The quote that he'll always be fondly remembered for: "Yonder lies the castle of my fadder."
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Autumn: Set the Tone: Change
Postcards from Hell's Kitchen: Set the Tone: Change: "'If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living." -- Gail Sheehy
Monday, September 20, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Life Lessons from Leave it to Beaver
Life Lessons from Leave it to Beaver
I don't EVER remember him shirtless.
He was such a "grown-up" guy when I was a kid; but to look at the photos of him now from LITB, he looks so f'ing little!
Sigh...
Dragons live forever, but not so little boys...
(Photo from dunnadam.blogspot.com)
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