A Couple of Things…

Pam and Maggieoregon_1409_0021.  The trip to Oregon with Maggie to visit Sydney was super fun.  If Syd Rose started popping out grandbabies for me, I would seriously think about moving up there.  Meanwhile, Portland-Rocks.com is in the works!  Just sayin’.

There was lots of outdoor hiking with Maggie, good food, cold drinks, and as much time as I could with Sydney in-between her jobs.


2. I saw a cooking website with a blog called, “15 Dinner Recipes Impossible to Mess Up.”  I feel a challenge is afoot.


3. Kobe’s first shot of the season was an airball?  Okay, in all fairness, it’s the preseason; but still, how much does that suck?


4. Did you see those advertisements how Brett Michaels was appearing at an RV Show?  Reminded me of that line in that Don Henley song, “I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac.”  Just didn’t seem right.


5.  On the other end of the spectrum – on the extremely COOL end – there’s this video I saw recently of a school band rockin’ some Rage Against the Machine.  Damn I would have been in band if my school had rocked some Zep or Bowie back in the day.  Check it out:


6. Speaking of music, I wonder, “Is it better to have diminished hearing, than to not have enjoyed live music your entire life?” I pondered this after my Aunt Angie’s recent visit.  She is 86, my father is 80 and he’s going deaf.  She has perfect hearing.  My dad spent his entire life enjoying loud music, his sister hadn’t been to a live music event until this year, not since she was a teenager.  My question reminds me of that famous quoted question “Is it better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all.”

Of course there’s always a good argument for wearing earplugs.


7. I saw someone poise the question, “If you could rid the world of one thing, what would that be?” Someone commented, “Cancer.”
I gave it some thought and I came up with, “Stupidity.”  I figured if we were smarter, we could find the cure or stop it in the first place.


8. I believe I experienced my first (and hopefully last) scintillascintillating-scotomating scotoma.  It last about 15 minutes, then it went away.  It could be described as a half circle of refracted light in my vision path, like a floating aroura borialis or light shining through a quartz crystal.   Bright jagged semi circle.  TOTALLY freaked me out!  I’ve read up on them and they usually are followed by a migraine, with or without a headache.  Who knew you could have a migraine without a headache!


9. I hate it when I arrive at an event and run into friends who say, “Oh!  I have that same shirt!”  I guess it could be worse – they could be wearing the same shirt.


evil-raccoon10. Oh! The raccoons are back.  Yep, I woke up and laid in bed listening to odd noises around the house. So I looked out my back bedroom window, and turned on the outside light to find two humongous vermin walking across the back fence.  They froze at first and then looked up at the house with their beady evil eyes, then continued on.  They had to be at least 45 pounds each. They were huge!!  And again, I live at the beach! So weird.


11. Sometimes when I want to show off, I will work into the conversation that I once dated someone (Victor) who saw Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust tour in the Seventies.  But now I can say, my good friend Linda LeBrock actually met Gloria Steinem.   One degree of separation should account for something, which I guess is that I know how to pick cool friends!


12. From my favorite quotes file:  “Without music, life would be a mistake.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

Thanks for listening!

2 thoughts on “A Couple of Things…

  1. Ok, I have an anecdote re: #11.
    In the late Eighties, boxing was very popular. There were many charismatic practitioners of the “sweet science” at that time: Sugar Ray Leonard, Marvelous Marvin Hagler, Roberto Duran. I had never seen a match live, and so when a friend gave me seats to “Fight Night At The Forum”, which was a regular event in Inglewood, I decided to go.
    Midway through one of the bouts, I could hear a rising murmer coming from behind me. Wondering what was causing the commotion, I turned to see Muhammad Ali walking down the aisle to ringside where his seats were. I’m not an autograph hound but there’s no way I was not going to ask him for one. I grabbed a pen and an envelope that Sally had in her purse and followed him to his seats. As I approached, his bodyguards shot me a look, but didn’t do anything to keep me at a distance. I said: “Hi, Champ. I’m your biggest fan, Do you think I could get your autograph?” I don’t think he actually said anything, but he smiled sweetly, took the pen and signed the envelope. I thanked him and extended my hand.
    Maybe you have to be of my generation to appreciate what that man represented as an ambassador of good will, race relations and the pursuit of peace. All this in addition to what he accomplished as one of the greatest athletes of all time. But, on that night, I was pretty thrilled to shake hands with Muhammad Ali.

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