Things to Do Before I Kick It

Checked into Mighty Girl, a blog I tune into occasionally, and Maggie Mason had posted a sidebar full of witty “To Dos”, her “Mighty List”. She challenged readers to do the same, so I’m taking that challenge. So my to do list, like hers will be posted as a sidebar and you can cheer with me as I cross completed things off the list or goad me as I take too...

Tweakin’ on Twitter

Let me first make an admission. I’m frightened of falling behind in tech literacy. It has something to do with the fact that, on my mother’s side, I come from a long line of Luddites. My grandmother had just barely came to grips with the dial telephone in her Eighties. And she never was able to overcome the fear that she MUST answer it every time it rang. Of course, she...

School DAZE

The last day of my Photography class was yesterday. (For the scant few of you who aren’t avid readers of this blog, I’ve been taking Beginning Photography at City College of San Francisco.) All I can say about the experience is that I got my $85 worth. Seriously. This course set me back only $85. Plus Muni fare once a week. If you are one of those who have snobbishly...

BOBCATS!

Image from The Illinois Department of Natural Resources Not only has the Mountain Lion been sighted recently on our land. But now one of the workmen has seen not one, but two bobcats hanging around our front gate. We’re becoming the Hip Happenin’ Spot for Western Wildlife.

Long Live Our Multi-Cultural City!

I’ve got one foot in Sonoma, but this is why I still love San Francisco. From living in other major cities when I was a kid (NYC, LA, Washington DC, etc.) I came to associate heat waves with three things: 1) firemen would open a hydrant or two so kids could play in the water 2) some idiot would fry an egg on the sidewalk and the local news crew would film it and 3) riots. It...

Thinking About Pigs

When I told an old high school friend about our movement back to the land, I admitted to him that we were possibly thinking about chickens and goats, then awaited his shock. He was understanding: “Sounds good. Chickens, goats, horses. All normal. I think it’s when you start talking about pigs that you are crossing some sort of line.” We’re at that point. And...