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Dear Diet,
We are breaking up. I haven’t lost the recommended ten pounds in twenty years.
Instead I’ve added three more since the New Year.
This is a weighty matter to be sure, but I am giving up.
Close encounter of a new kind: Starbucks Nation
It was midmorning, but Starbucks was jammed. What isn’t in Irvine, another over-populated burn in the O.C.? I put in my order and fetched my phone for someone with whom to communicate, like everyone else congregated near the drink station.
Except two young people:
Eight Days a Week
Baby Boomer that I am; at Sam’s I am not.
Bill Engdahl enthusiast that I am, as in “here’s your sign”…
Trust Your Gut
The Greek word for compassion is Splanchonizomai, a word which shares a root with the study of the gut mentioned above.
I thnk, feel that “trust your gut” should be strongly related to compassion, another element of healthy life.
Monumental Shrink
Raise your hand if you’ve been recently measured during a health physical, and then informed with that bland, benign smile that only doctors and judges wear, that you’ve shrunk?
It’s what happened while you were walking around, perhaps experiencing pats and/or bats on the head. An natural, yet unwanted consequence of living, my fellow human, when the stalwart spine compresses as a by-product of gravity.
According to a recent news report, you have famous company: the Washington Monument is not as tall as Americans thought.
Silver Architecture
‘Silver architecture’: what does this term mean to you?
As you know, I’m all about inventive, creative language, avoiding trite like the plague. This phrase came from The New York Times, the paper of the preferred Best Seller list, the author pinnacle of prestige. A place you’ll never see my name…
New York. Now there’s a clue of the derivation of the term: the city of skyscrapers, taxis, and rapid fire mayhem. Nothing laid-back about New York, though we ‘heart’ it just the same.
Silver architecture could be a description of said skyscrapers in the frigid air…
F*CK IT LIST
Give up ‘stuff'( attached is a list), but Never Give In!
The Seven Year Pen
So… I had a Big Birthday. Huge number. Big, almighty geez.
How it affected me is unclear – to discover the scope of my thoughts, perspectives, and feelings is a reason to write, as you know. It’s amusing, not constraining. It keeps me off the street – and out of the bullpen of uncivil civilization, which seems to be all about critique and complaint.
So-and-so, I am.
Quartzsite Campers
Pour yourself a glass of Cardboardeaux, a beverage that we saw often in Quartzsite, AZ.
This minuscule berg consists of a few blocks of buildings hugging I-10, just across the CA border. It’s surrounds are vast expanses of Bureau of Land Management (BLM) sand, buttes, and scrub grass, and it’s population bulges in wintertime. I don’t care what hour it is as you read this, you’ll want to get in sync with the character of this piece, something of which we were direct witness when we visited the ginormous annual RV Rally and Show, spending several days amidst visitors camped in coaches.
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