Monthly Archives: January 2010

Truest window to the soul? Could be the ears.

You can tell a lot about a person by their ears.  Ear are like rings on an oak tree.  They are natures’ little snitches.   With men, age brings the Great Hair Pilgrimage as it migrates from the forehead and crown area to eventually sprout in ears (and noses).  What exactly is the evolutionary purpose of that?  Does hair in the ear serve some greater function as a man gets older?  You know, additional protection of some sort or one […]

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To sleep, perchance to dream.

Hamlet may have been thinking about bigger fish to fry when he stomped around talking about sleep in his big ol’ soliloquy, but honest-to-Pete … all I want these days (or nights) is a decent 7 to 8 hours of dreamy slumber.  Nothing more nefarious than that, just a chance to saw some logs, catch some Z’s or forty winks.  I’m just tired — literally tired — of not sleeping at night.   There once was a time when I […]

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It never rains in California —

— but girl, don’t they warn ya, when it pours?  Man, it pours.  Sunny Southern California has been hit, and hit hard, this week by storm after storm.  Lots of folks around town talk about how much we need it, but gosh it would be nice if Mother Nature parceled it out a bit better.  The poor folks in La Canada/Flintridge nod heartily in agreement as they worry about mudslides due to last year’s wildfire scorched hillsides and this year’s […]

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The details of success

“What’s your livelihood?” the nice man behind the counter asked me.  Livelihood.  Really?  The very word makes it sound like I should be wearing a pointed party hat and brandishing one of those noisemakers that unfurl a little flag while I do what I do.  I don’t.  Livelihood indeed.   The truth of the matter is that I am a music instructor by day, teaching piano, voice and the finer points of the circle of fifths (nothing like Dante’s nine […]

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Reality is overrated and underwritten.

Reality shows.  I’m not a big fan of them, but I can totally appreciate how they came to be.  With so many “characters” walking around – and it seems like the most colorful ones out there I am related to or acquainted with – snippets of dialogue and watch-worthy situations are everywhere.  But, it’s as though reality TV got the phrase about bad children all wrong and that they should be seen and heard, apparently around the clock on every […]

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Parlevous, habla?

Ah, the English language and the frustration of trying to teach it to someone whose native tongue it is not.  Or an autistic kid, especially, when the teenage peanut gallery is in the house.   Yesterday, my sweet son who struggles with all things word-related asked me what the word EXPENSIVE means … this after a lengthy diatribe from me about why I will not, ever-never/never-ever, buy him a ridiculously costly per visit Fast Pass to our local amusement park […]

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