Footloose in Fitzrovia
May05

Footloose in Fitzrovia

“Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” — Samuel Johnson Samuel Johnson was certainly on to something. I’ve visited London many times, I’ve lived in London, I think I know London. Yet every time I go there, I find something completely new. I started visiting...

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The Saddest Christmas Songs in the World
Dec17

The Saddest Christmas Songs in the World

I promised more Christmas playlists from my extensive Christmas music collection. As I’ve told you before, my Christmas music collection is broad and deep, spanning nearly every musical genre — although I am seriously considering trashing that Heavy Metal Christmas album. I’ve made a number of playlists through the years, many of them compiled for your easy reference here. You may not thank me for this latest one....

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Holy Terrier! It’s a Christmas Music Compendium
Nov29

Holy Terrier! It’s a Christmas Music Compendium

It’s almost December and that means the stats for this blog shoot sky-high as Google searchers find my many Christmas music posts. Not that the Christmas music madness ever really stops around here. I brag — and I’ve seldom been challenged — that I own one of the largest and most diverse collections of Christmas music ever compiled. Go ahead, name a genre — Reggae, Heavy Metal, Gospel, Pop, Latin,...

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My Shopping List for the Apocalypse
Oct26

My Shopping List for the Apocalypse

I’ve been thinking about the Apocalypse a lot lately. Not necessarily in the Biblical sense, but in the scenario where everything modern just stops working. Yes, I’ve been watching the NBC series Revolution which springs from the premise that, at one moment, everything electric goes kablooey. That includes not just the grid, but every car battery and power source on Earth. Frankly, there are a lot of holes in the plot, but...

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A Dollop of Trollope
Oct06

A Dollop of Trollope

Actually, Anthony Trollope doesn’t come in dollops. He comes in great long sprawling novels with hundreds of characters and often five or six sequels. Which is wonderful if you love Trollope because you know there is always more of him to love. Full disclosure: I’m shockingly late to Trollope appreciation — especially for an English Literature major. My first brush with Anthony Trollope was the old 1974 BBC series,...

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And How Does My Garden Grow?
Sep21

And How Does My Garden Grow?

Well, as I end summer and enter Fall planting, I’d have to assess this last season as a mixed bag of successes and failures. I’d still categorize myself as a rank amateur and, as such, I continue to have some surprising successes. That is, some of my best crops have been things I’ve been warned that either wouldn’t do well in Sonoma or shouldn’t be attempted by the learning gardener. Now I try to pay...

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Breaking Bad Terriers
Sep15

Breaking Bad Terriers

I’ve been resisting Breaking Bad. But John the Baptist is a pusher of the program, in the same way that so many of the characters are meth dealers. Just like them, he was sure if I just had a little taste, I’d get hooked. Finally, on the cusp of the Fifth Season, it worked. I finally cracked open the Seasons One through Four box set that he’d loaned me and started watching. I won’t say it was an instant love...

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A Burning Ring of Fire
Aug28

A Burning Ring of Fire

And today’s theme was: Volcanoes. I knew before this trip that most of the Northwest is part of the Pacific Ring of Fire — a seismically and volcanically active belt on both sides of the ocean. I just didn’t know exactly how active until we headed down to Southern Oregon and back into California today. Our visit to Craters of the Moon National Monument in Idaho gave us a basic grounding in lava, but those flows were...

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The Great Skort Hunt
Jun13

The Great Skort Hunt

Through Andy’s work contacts, we’ve been invited to the U.S. Open at the San Francisco Olympic Club. I am not a golfer, but my father was a lifelong afficianado (8 handicap) and I went to college surrounded by East Coast Preppies. So I know that “proper golf attire” — which is what the invitation mandated for the event and the dinner afterward — is not that easy to attain. If you golf at one of the...

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The Raised Bed Chronicles
Jun10

The Raised Bed Chronicles

We’ve reached something of a milestone at Flying Terrier Farms. All the starts are out of the greenhouse and every bed is planted with something. Don’t tell me. I know I’m late to be only at this point with Sonoma gardening. But remember the big gardening disaster where workmen shut off the water to my greenhouse killing a whole season’s worth of starts just before I was to transplant them? That left me up to a...

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