Here I sit in my rental car, mere yards from the water. I’m waiting for the Bainbridge Island Ferry in Seattle — I missed the last one by just seconds and the next one leaves in an hour.
Bainbridge Island is the place captured poetically in the book and movie, “Snow Falling on Cedars” (which means, come to think of it, that it snows in Seattle, at least sometimes). Continue reading
Sometimes, you just gotta have comfort food — you know, meat loaf, mac and cheese, a nice chicken fried steak. Real mashed potatoes, not the just-add-water kind. And when it comes to comfort food, you can’t beat a great diner.
So I welcomed my lunch date today at the Rocky Mountain Diner, even though it’s a bit on the high-end side of diner cuisine. Continue reading
I just heard one of the most gawdawful songs of the rock and roll era — or any era, for that matter — on CNN.
I was working away, and the TV outside my office door started playing Joe Cocker‘s 1973 Top 40 hit, “You Are So Beautiful.” The sound stopped me cold, and I got all shakey and felt like vomiting. Continue reading
I never got the attraction of cigarette smokers who roll their own smokes. Looks like a pain in the butt to me — har, I made a punny!
But then, I never got the attraction of cigarette smoking anyway.
But these days I’m into “rolling my own” when it comes to tea… green tea, that is. Continue reading
Who would be idiotic enough to find the Asian tsunami tragedy?
Some of the staff at Hot 97, a New York City hip-hop radio station, that’s who. Continue reading