Full and happy

Los Angeleno by birth, Northwesterner by choice, Second-hander by nature. Librarian, housebound chef, father, and lowly subject ruled over by the needs and whims of a very old house.
Partial to Mexican, Italian and Vietnamese cookery but will eat damn near anything. Collector of many strange things..the result is chaos and anarchy and a very pleasant place to live.
There is pleasure in accumulation, not just "collecting": music, books and film, in all their multi-formated glory. Outsider artists and those kinds of prints you would recognize if you took liberal studies classes in college. Cooking implements and gadgets for recipes still untried or those ventured. Glasses for most types of libations. Flowers in the garden, herbs in the pot.
It's a life of the senses and a good home life reflects that. Walking helps take in all the rest. Requires no special equipment, opens up the pores, brightens the taste buds, clears the decks for further adventures, puts on the miles, widens the eyes and helps fuel the imagination.

Live boldly, play graciously and love with all your heart knowing that true love comes only once or twice in this lifetime. Speaking of which..donde estas, Empress of my Heart?


"Lack imagination and miss the better story" Yann Martel

"Life is a great adventure and I want to say to you, accept it in such spirit. I want to see you face it ready to do the best that lies in you to win out. To go down without complaining and abiding by the result....the worst of all fears is the fear of living." Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.

"Not I - not anyone else, can travel that road for you
You must travel it for yourself" Walt Whitman

And above all, friends should possess the rare gift of sitting. They should be able, no, eager, to sit for hours-three, four, six-over a meal of soup and wine and cheese, as well as one of twenty fabulous courses.

Then, with good friends of such attributes, and good food on the board, and good wine in the pitcher, we may well ask,

When shall we live if not now?

-From Serve it Forth,
M.F.K. Fisher

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Governor Moonbeam's rock

I always's thought that Pat's boy was the man to beat. California's Attorney General Jerry Brown has always been a stand up guy. As governor was beyond bright, spiritual, economically frugal, dated a beautiful singer, liberal, progressive and just an all around nice guy, a man who was not just part of the machine but occupied the soul of it, too. So after I read the story posted below I was a bit sad. It wasn't because of the sculptors' timerity. Sure, he dodged a bullet, or played it save, whatever, by carving the visage of John Wayne instead of Jerry Brown. And sure, when folks go to Christian University library where the rock is stored they go to see the face of a great movie star, not the image of a long time politico.

But still.

Maybe that was the moment where things turned. Maybe when that rock was denied a great face Governor Moonbeam's shot at being president all went away. We all say silly things out loud, but I suppose when you are living in the public eye those things take on a life of their own. Pity. Life would have been a heck of lot better with Jerry Brown in the White House.

So, let's go out and find that man another rock. Better late than never. Yeah, Jerry Brown for governor (here we go again!)



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