He was tall and good looking and had what the Brits call a public school accent. That means he went to an expensive prep school where he learned to talk pretty. He liked to dance to pop music and to drink beer and he liked to travel. His father wanted him to train to be …
I’m putting the blog on the back burner just for a short bit to: Work through revisions of a longer piece I wrote while I was in Hawaii Take the reins as the lead user experience designer on a website project Battle with the brutal cold and flu season putting North America in the full …
… if you’re me and you’re not wearing any makeup per usual and you’re on the windy 43rd floor balcony of a Waikiki apartment building and you play the ukulele and you wear glasses and you could use a haircut and you have been on seven continents and you are a writer and a musician, …
My Dad died this morning, December 29th, shortly before his 75th birthday. He liked children and dogs and expensive dinners and pin striped suits and Mercedes Benz cars and being Jewish. Before his health declined, he was a big personality contained in a tall impressive package. He loved that I traveled and he would ask …
January: Eileen came to visit. And during that time, Seattle was gripped in an epic — and shockingly beautiful ice storm. Also, I debuted with my band, The Castaways, at my favorite local coffee house, C&P. February: I went to California to attend my uncle’s memorial. While everyone was very sad about the loss, that …