Month: March 2019

We spotted this graffiti in a sketchy alley off of Hollywood Blvd. last week. I think “Dirt Cobain” was the name of some street dude’s scruffy mongrel (Those are the best kind). RIP, Dirt. I didn’t know Dirt, but apparently he was someone’s beloved pet. This is all speculation....

We bought this house last summer, so it’s our first spring here, and boy howdy, there are hidden gems. White, yellow, blue delicate flowers, showy red tulips, new sprouts from our supposedly dead Hardy Banana Trees, and palm trees. Dandelions are appearing and challenging me to do something about...

There was a subtle earthy aroma, combined with the scent of disinfectant, which gave me comfort....

We finally replaced our gas mower, having moved last fall, I left it at the old house. We upgraded(?) to a “Home Depot exclusive” Ryobi mowers that runs on a chunky 40 volt battery. I’m sure Briggs and Stratton are rolling over in their respective graves. First mow of...

A guy on Listia.com is sending me this mint 50 Stolinov coin that features a large housefly. I think a Stolinov is their version of a penny, because 100 Stolinov= 1 Tolar. Also, I overheard one Slovenian ask another, “Stolinov for your thoughts?” They are on the Euro now...

This morning it was about 44 degrees out, and I was shivering while driving to the Y. And yet, A few weeks ago it was in the 20’s and low 30’s, and it was invigorating. Maybe it has something to do with the barometric pressure?...

This ad from a Dec. 1963 “Prudence Penny” insert in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer indicates that this is the first Christmas for the little QFC king. For all I know, it may have been his last. Perhaps his oddly trimmed mustache did not play well among the upper middle-class housewives...

There is something satisfying about crushing can after can, it makes a wonderful crunching noise, almost as good as the sound of breaking glass....

From Christmas Day 1967, me in the yellow shirt, with some of my sisters. ...