I grew up in a very competitive family. My brothers, who were all older than me, were great at sports. Ron was so good, his coach told him to try the Decathalon, and he almost qualified for the Olympics in just his third attempt. Yeah, you know it... the kinda guy you love to hate …
Seeing with different eyes…
I love photography. I remember being in high school, and dreaming of becoming a photographer. I loved the idea of putting what I saw on film and sharing it with the world. I also loved how others could see the same thing I saw, yet capture it completely different. This weekend I had a meeting …
In Praise of Older Things…
Ok, I admit it. I am a technogeek. I've always loved technology, progressive stuph, newer, better faster, etc. I'm a Boomer only by age, but more of a Buster and X-er in personality. I jumped on the online bandwagon with Xanga, then Myspace, Facebook, Twitter, and of course, Kid Stuph. I love new stuph... However, …
It’s all about Kid Stuph…
Some time ago, I was working out in the gym early in the morning. They had the big screens going, and I really wasn't paying too much attention to them, but something on CNN caught my eye. Maybe because it was out of the ordinary for CNN (or at least what I thought CNN would be …
“Why” is the question… “What” is the answer…
 When my daughter was about 5 years old, we stopped into a fast food place. Next to us in line was a young guy, early 20's, leathered up with a spikey mohawk.  To see that now is no big deal - I see 8 year olds sporting the Do, but then it was pretty risque'. Anyway, …
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Life Lessons From Saturday Morning Cartoons…
When I was a kid (ok, even as an adult), there was something that I always looked forward to. And not just me - every kid in the neighborhood, or dare I say, in the country. Yes, you know it: Saturday morning cartoons. Getting up for school was a chore, but Saturday... ah, Saturday. I …
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What Price Freedom…
Growing up as a child of the 60's I heard a lot about the civil rights movement, and particularly about those that had paid a high price for my ability to vote and be a free man. I'm a little more sensitive to that now, having a son who volunteered to protect our borders in …
Handing out the lemons…
Lemons. You really gotta love 'em. In fact, my son loves them so much he eats them like oranges. Personally, I think he's crazy, but I admit he gets his craziness from me. I end up using them a lot in cooking, and having a lemon tree in the backyard is a definite plus. One …
I am more than I am…
I had dinner with a friend of mine the other day at Bistro Boudin, a delightful place right on Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco. While the Dungeness Crab Cake sandwich was good, the Apple "Upside Down" Sourdough Bread Pudding was, in a word, orgasmic. The food, however, was not the main thing I took away …
First Stab
So, my first attempt at blogging, and I am already trying to talk myself out of it. I'm a much better listener. At least that's how I have always seen myself. I like hearing what other people have to say, and I like responding to people, but I have never been good at initiating conversation. …