It got pushed today. I thought I'd slid right past it but at 7am it rang out across the sticky floors and the antlers of the Elks in the dawn. I dropped the dogs off at the do it yourself- …

His hair was blonde and curly, creeping over the collar of his expensive shirt. He looked at us expectantly distracted briefly by a groan from the crowd at the other end of the bar. The young waiter slid the “shrimp …

Today there were a group of ladies (at least it looked like ladies in tutus) standing on the center divider between In-and-Out and Chipotle; the corner of Sports Arena and Rosecrans, as I walked to work. I couldn’t read the …

It's been so humid lately that I've been wandering around in sort of a haze, and the dogs are getting shorter walks after work. More of the "let's just walk around the neighborhood" vs "Wanna go for a rided to …

http://www.flickr.com/photos/20890521@N02/6073511948/in/photostream http://www.flickr.com/photos/20890521@N02/6101599474/in/photostream Today I met Sal, the artist I've been watching for a month or so creating the mural on the underpass of the 5 on Rosecrans near Pacific Coast Highway across from the Old Town Station. Panel 2 finished, …

Dave was working as a bartender in the main bar at the La Costa Resort back in the 70s. We were dating so I would go up to hang out on Friday nights with my girlfriends and dance and drink …

My leg was beginning to sting a little when the doctor and a nurse came in. I’m assuming he was a doctor and she a nurse; I’m not sure what the qualifications are to work at a Red Cross clinic …

No one has ever asked me to marry them. No one, nada, I’ve been telling people for years I’ve been engaged twice but that is really to escape the long discussions, suggestions on how to catch a man, analyzing my …

Dry sand erupted beneath my flip flops as I trailed the dogs down to the waterline at dog beach. Spadefuls crunching and scattering like handfuls of rice on a hardwood floor, a few grains detaching from a the herd Off …

We were on a day trip with a bunch of middle aged to elderly people to Ensenada. My friend Kathy and I had gotten up early on a Saturday morning and headed for the Elks Lodge in Campo where the …

link text Campo. When I think Campo, I think two things. The train to Tecate, and the bus to Rancho La Puerta. Very different experiences. I saw no one had posted anything for a time about Campo, and found out …

SPRINGING INTO Weeds sprouting from the blacktop. Dry grass forming wreaths around the utility poles. Splatters of oil baked onto the filthy sidewalk. A car drives past with the radio volume at max, brakes squealing as a car shoots into …

It was a great talk, a great performance. What did you say or do yesterday to contribute to your own happiness? I tweeted about it, I woke up thinking about it, and I pondered its significance while walking the dogs …

I've been seduced in the past by the scent of roasted chicken. I've written stories about the longing for a bit of crispy skin in the middle of shopping, to crack open the plastic cage and rip off just a …

http://www.flickr.com/photos/20890521@N02/5965711412/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/20890521@N02/5965262065/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/20890521@N02/5978996303/ So check the progress. can't wait till next week. love this public art, created and supported by Sam Durand's San Diego Urban Corps. PS I figured out the photo upload finally,

This week is one of many interesting weeks on the North- South corridor along the Pacific coast. On the train, on the streets, in restaurants and bars, and on TV. Wednesday was Opening Day at Del Mar, Preview night at …

I just laced 3 yellow roses through the wrought iron gates on the Daley Double, a community landmark in Old Encinitas. Nancy sold it several years ago. I know that. I don't care. it's a Daley landmark and a part …

I’ve always been fascinated by the reflected glory attained by a brush with stardom, celebrities, or travel. As a lifelong marketing person and a self-proclaimed foodie and a shopper I am also fascinated by the ego boost I get personally …

It's 8pm Friday night. I've run my behind off since 6:15 this morning. chamber breakfast at the crack of dawn- tortured the caterer by asking for sugar free syrup so I could justify the pork sausage vs the turkey. He …

Sometimes I long for the "earlier" days. Not the, ugh, old days. As I "season" (are you following me?) I get tired of the audio alerts on my phone, my washer, my car brakes and the door ajar chime, the …