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

Monday, December 21, 2009

Old to me, new to you

Digital thinking. Hmm. I don't know if jacking plugs into card reader boards counts but I've been into computerized employment since the mid-seventies. Let's blame it on that darn typing class I took in high school. If I hadn't struggled through that elective I might of ended up sorting mail on an aircraft carrier somewhere in the middle of the Indian Ocean. I have to wonder where I'd be right now if I had gone that route.

No, computer work then was nothing like the "geek squad" kinds of things they want kids to get into now. My kid has already been taking game building classes in high school, but hey, codes a drag and I have to wonder if, in the end, that'll be his passion. I don't think that all of us out here utilizing computers in our daily work lives need to cosy up to hardware repair or software building but I do think we need to demystify the beast and make everyone comfortable working with computers, or, at the very least, have the courage to challenge them when they get ornery. But I have to admit when I worked at the desk I would see very few internet issues with the young breeds. It seems to be almost instinctual these days. Now if we can only transfer that comfort level into paid employment.

So here's to the new science and computer learning initiatives. I'm always happy when someone gets excited about something new, even if that something is pretty old hat to me. I suppose I felt the same way about the movie Jaws when I first watched it, almost twenty years after it's release. What's new to me can be very,very old to you. Good to go on that.



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