March 2010
Gulf coast sunset http://bit.ly/bvvZwT
sputtering into the Gulf, Sol splashes orange-purple on the western sky, just as Luna’s orange globe crests the eastern horizon. #moonrise
February 2010
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the modest irony of Pine Island: it is covered with acre upon acre of nurseries, growing row upon shadowed row of… palm trees.
driving past pint-sized houses originally bult for wintering midgets, on this first evening clear enough to see the sunset.
explaining @ThePennsicWar to my dad.
stress is emotional debt, that you pay back with interest.
when dining out, in a semi-tropical land overrun by aging North Americans, don’t expect any innovation or spice on the menu.
thunder shakes the earth — flown from winter’s desert — rain overfills the sky. #Florida #haiku
thunder shakes the earth / flown from winter’s desert / rain overfills the sky. #Florida #haiku
thunder shakes the earth
fading in and out between wisps of cloud, the white and black gridwork of fresh plowed Chicago streets.
flying above snow dusted plateaus unzipped by russet gorges, like jagged Martian fjords, half full with still black waters.
tiny marigolds bloom along the runway http://bit.ly/9hAf9D
leaving behind winter’s green hills on the California coast, for the verdant swamp lands of Florida’s Gulf coast.
after 1200+ miles roundtrip, we have returned to the East Bay and a pedestrian lifestyle. walking down Solano, in the mist.
California is… a mini-mart & liquor store, 250 miles from San Francisco, with excellent sourdough bread, across from the Cheesy Poofs.
wiping vinegary BBQ sauce from my chin at Mo’s Smokehouse in Pismo Beach. very good pulled pork and slaw, fair fried green tomatoes.
sheltered cove http://bit.ly/bdMhJ8
passing up The Madonna Inn, enjoying lunch al fresco at the Fat Cat Cafe, on the wharf in the Port of San Luis.
Like giant Mecha wading across the Pacific, a battalion of oil wells rise from the gunmetal horizon.
random life goals: visit every town ever mentioned by Bugs Bunny or Daffy Duck.
in the desert town of Banning for another day, then on to Pismo Beach.
far eastern LA is vast flat valleys tiled with red clay roofs, framed by distant snowcapped mountains.
Finley awaits Jerk Chicken http://bit.ly/cQrHoN
Phoebe ascendant http://bit.ly/btuUT0
just beyond suburbia http://bit.ly/d5hUYB
staying in Valencia, near Santa Clarita, until Thursday.
a pre-packaged landscape of generic strip malls, packed with familiar chain stores and restaurants, further deprecates my sense of place.
guided by GPS, through the night, over unfamiliar roads, to a strange town, leaves no sense of space and place, no mind map of where i am.
riding night’s moonless highway out of the Ojai Valley and east to Valencia.
tasty Italian cafe in Ojai. recommended. http://bit.ly/andLnc
in the desert spilling out of 3 small cottages filling the yard:… http://bit.ly/bZPmWu
don’t hate me because i’m sitting pool side in a… http://bit.ly/bWUmdO
Robin’s childhood adventures up close but remodelled http://bit.ly/9q1h8n
navigating through Robin’s earliest childhood in San Luis Obispo.
south of Carmel-by-the-Sea http://bit.ly/cDIZba
driving a Miata along the coast, top down, sun high, feed Godiva chocolate by a beautiful woman. what could be better?
taking the Pacific Coast Highway to the City of Angels.
a mid-sized Safeway with 4 different brands of pita, in 3 different styles and 2 sizes = we’re not in Appalachia anymore.
in Santa Cruz, for the week.
going to the Paramount in Oakland to see Hitchcock’s… http://bit.ly/cqifQh
simple pleasures of California: Mexican Coke, made with real sugar; a Mexican band covering The Eagles’ “Hotel California”.
awaiting tacos savoring sugary soda http://bit.ly/b6LAzl
driving our borrowed car back to Oakland, @Natterjack and i prepare for February’s southward travels.
winding down a briefly pedestrian lifestyle, i walk downtown to BART.
perched on a hilltop terrace, absorbing tepid sun and hot @c8h10o2n4, the white noise of two highways lapping at my shores.
“What did the Supreme Court just do to our democracy?” http://ping.fm/iUoCS