Monthly Archives: April 2011

What the?…

While I understand a person’s need to express him/herself, I am not a big fan of the curse word.  My grandpa Andy used to say, “If a man can’t be creative in his attempts to express himself, he ends up resorting to primitive language, forced to break words down to four simple letters.  Let me tell you, it is not a smart man who resorts to cussing.”  &#*% straight, Grandpa. According to Oxford Dictionaries there are at least a quarter […]

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Sometimes a simple “Fine” just won’t do.

When someone asks “How are you?” the one, truly socially acceptable answer is, “Fine.” Oftentimes, people will ramble on about their lives, children, aches and pains, in-laws, bosses and <ahem!> intimate issues until eyes roll and I find myself wishing that heads would soon follow.  Oh, don’t think for one hot second I’m throwing rocks here, either.  I’ve watched more than my share of eye rolling from the glass house I sit in.  It is just that sometimes those three […]

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How you gonna keep ’em down on the farm?

After they’ve seen Paree.  So asks the question in the post World War I song and while I wasn’t around at the turn of the last century (though jetlag leaves me feeling as though I might have been) I understand the sentiment.  Paris is pretty darn incredible and the French Roast at my local Starbucks will pale in comparison once I return home. Asked to describe my experience in Paris in one word, I chose the word surreal, as it […]

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Billy, Gordon, Nick & The Hens

In addition to popping in and out of taxi cabs to see all of the beauty that London has to offer, like the stunning Carrara Marble Arch on Edgeware Road, Big Ben or the London Eye/Millennium Wheel (casting a gorgeous blue glow at night) I have also had the tremendous pleasure of being situated in Covent Garden, which is London’s theatre district, so the theme of this “gift” trip could informally be known as the Theatre/Feed Her Tour.  I like […]

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Tea in London.

Arriving at London’s Heathrow Airport I was asked, “So?  Whaddya think?”  Hmmm.  It looks an awful lot like Sacramento.  But, hey!  An airport’s an airport.  You see one flat, gray tarmac you’ve seen ‘em all.  Nothing to write home about.  Yet… here I am, doing just that. Once OUT of the airport it was a concourse of a different color.  It was green and lush with streets dotted by trees with large pink or white blossoms everywhere we went.  We whizzed through Hyde […]

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Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly away…

Just to let you know:  I have a passport and I’m not afraid to use it.  Starting tomorrow.  And starting with a cup of tea in (wait for it)… London.  What started with a 30 minute glider ride in Santa Barbara has somehow blossomed into an international flight leaving LAX tomorrow afternoon and arriving at Heathrow, the afternoon after that (oh Time Zone Conversion, you wicked mistress).   And you know what?  I’m looking forward to the ten hour plane […]

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