I was going through some old photographs yesterday and I found this one of Lauren, Faye and my goddaughter Phoebe. They are obviously mimicking their mothers’ fondness for plonk. I actually remember where we were – a churrascaria we loved near our villa in Portugal one summer. The food was great, the owner genial and as is […]
Monthly Archives: May 2015
Ye Ole Wine Seller in Ponte Vedra… Isn’t the English language awesome? Such opportunity for miscommunication and inaccuracy. I was driving down the street from my old house yesterday, and I passed my favorite, erstwhile wine seller. I’m assuming he’s still in there – his name is Pom and he does lunges with handles of whiskey […]
I feel silly today. I also woke to a large, interesting statistic on my Jetpack (that’s WordPress speak for obsessively checking how many people are reading the blog): the most people ever looked at yesterday’s blog post on Sober People Smoking Cannabis, after midnight. Hum. All those stoners up late, eating Cracker Jacks, playing with the surprise in the […]
From the movie Private Benjamin: Judy Benjamin: I think they sent me to the wrong place. Capt. Doreen Lewis: Uh-huh. Judy Benjamin: See, I did join the army, but I joined a “different” army. I joined the one with the condos and the private rooms I Think I Might Have Joined the Wrong Recovery […]
Weterlund 2 – Good band name… This might surprise you, but I know the Hubble Telescope is having its twenty-fifth anniversary this year. I am not a closet astronomy nerd, but I lived in The Bahamas where there is no light pollution, and like home inspectors and police detectives I tended to look up. […]
An M.C. Escher staircase within the lighthouse… I was chasing ghosts last night. That is not a metaphor. I mean I was actually chasing ghosts at the St. Augustine lighthouse and museum with a crew too clever by half for the hapless guide, who banged on walls (for lack of poltergeists’ chain rattling) and […]
For those of you who do not live in Ponte Vedra, Florida (or inside my head) this might not make any sense… The Seven Reasons it is Good to be Sober at TPC (in no particular order of importance…) 1. My threshold for traffic jams on A1A is a bit higher when I try to get to my […]
That is not White Zin in front of me – I am the DESIGNATED DRIVER, people… With precious cargo Laura and Lauren. It is TPC week here in Jacksonville, and I am the DD for Lauren and Laura. This is a title and responsibility no one would have thought to give me two years ago. […]
Most people who used to drink and don’t drink anymore, have the anniversary of their sobriety imprinted on their memory like one of those glow-in-the dark club stamps an unsmiling bouncer puts on the back of your hand. Ever wake up and read the one word name, like LUSH or CRUSH on your person and […]
Based on this drawing, I favor the side of the brain with all the pretty colors! You hear people speak of right brain and left brain dominance… I am of the brain dominance that doesn’t remember the side of the brain in which I am dominant. I think that makes me thick-sculled, or forgetful or […]