I am now in Acapulco and excited by the sail from here to Los Angeles. I am not sure when we will be leaving for the sail, but Acapulco easily earns its reputation as paradise.
I am off to join the crew of a sailboat that is about to set sail out of Acapulco.
Oil purchases are essentially the only form of financial support the simplistic economies of the despotic Middle Eastern countries have. It's not like the Saudis and Saddam are making a killing off of their fashion industries and brilliant management consulting firms. SUV's and light trucks are all so fuel inefficient that their mere existance on our roads guarantees our continued dependence on Arab Oil.
I so enjoy the pomp and circumstances of United Nations gatherings. This time, His Excellency Secretary of State Colin L. Powell was outgunned, if you will. Although his argument was compelling and I believe him, the opacity of the current Administration disallowed a successful debate.
I had Suzi for a short week and she was just fine.
Several years ago my ex Michelle and I were at Doolittle's with our dog Suzi. There was a flyer for an animal blessing on Saint Francis' Day. There would be two blessings, one at Stanton Park and one at Lincoln Park. Although Michelle and I were not church-going folks, we didn't want to short change our beloved pet; besides, Michelle and Suzi were both from San Francisco.
Mark Harrison writes from the Sea
Back in 1997 and 1998 I was a creative writing instructor for a seminal on-line creative writing program. This program was a highschool magnet program for the Kalamazoo, MI, public schools.
Missing from Mark as he sailed from Charleston, SC, to Marina Del Mar, Los Angeles, CA
While I was eating a Subway hoagie and watching the first season of the Sopranos on Teddy & Michelle's DVD system, I noticed that Suzi was in fact acting very oddly.
I share my gorgeous dog Suzi with her mom, Michelle. Over the last month or so, Suzi has had a head bob. I have been in denial that it was age-related. She has started to fall; her health is beginning to fail.
This image was made via the internet as Kinship II, captained by Mark Harrison.
When I was a kid my parents were at work and I guess I was a latch-key kid. I took the public bus hither and thither. My mom was not too concerned. My friends and I rode our bikes or took the bus to the harbor where we would go fishing. The city was open and available to us.
Missive from Roger Wolfson reporting the progress of his 42-food catamaran through the Panama Canal
I'm in Panama, on the east side and should be transiting in the next day or two. Things are probably being held up by the holidays. I don't know if you got my last message as I sailed off of Key West, but here's the general gist:
Poem published Dec 29, 2002 - 09:26 PM
In this film, Charlie Kaufman is his twin, is John Laroche, the Ghost Orchid, and the drug itself.
The United States might be one of the most wired countries in the world, but in a post modern world, the coolest countries have gone wireless. As a result, we don't want to be part of the mobile phone left-behind.
Today, I locked my keys in Mark's POSi. Last night, Wendy had her Escort towed. I think its not about a bad biorhythm, its bad Carma.
Firstly, become a member. Secondly, I guess its time for me to let go of Washington's best secret, which is a Greenwich Village-during-the-fifties-quality source for amazing pick-up jazz -- and its here in the district!
I started taking pictures seriously as my dad's shadow at around 9 or 10. As of 2002, that makes my career as a photographer 23-years-old.
I didn't get to the gym tonight. I went last night. Instead of resting, I felt like a lump so at around 11:30pm I put on my running togs, pulled on a watch cap, stuck my MiniDisc player into one sock, my keys in another, stuck them onto my hands, and hit the road.
Since the rentals of the fine singles down at the Thompsons boat center is discontinued for the season, I am now spending a heck of a lot of time at the WSC.
If you have never been to Hawaii for an extended stay, lived there, grew-up there, or live there, the following will be basically meaningless, unless you're Mark or Leigh, who Grokked it all right away! Aloha!
Here, with Susan Stamberg's footnotes, is the recipe she reads on the air every year: Mama Stamberg's Cranberry Relish Recipe
When I wrote a blog post about what Mark thought I knew, my friends added a bunch...
I asked Mark to put together a list of all the sort of arcane knowledge that he never hesitates to call me about: to plumb my depths of arcana. To follow, the list
First image from my webcam.
History was made on September 29, 2002, when Miss Nicole Wilson acted as peacemaker between 'the old boyfriend' and 'the new boyfriend' at a pot-luck gathering fabricated to be a comfortable and soothing 'Meeting of the Boys.'
According the Journal, Science, the probability of Nicole Wilson being both cute and smart is infinitesimal.