The Crescent City Chronicles: Or, Everything You Never Wanted To Know About Sea Stars

Crescent City, California, might not be a city of dreams, nor as glamorous as Hollywood. But I dreamed about it for years, specifically the Battery Point Lighthouse. And it’s certainly a great place to see stars – sea stars, that is. When I was a kid, my family and I would often drive between MontanaContinue reading “The Crescent City Chronicles: Or, Everything You Never Wanted To Know About Sea Stars”

Rest In Peace, Wonderwing

This was not how the story was meant to end. Although it’s not surprising, I suppose, for those who raise chickens. The featured image? It has nothing to do with the topic but the image of a path into the woods serves as a relatively useful metaphor for dealing with the awful experience of losingContinue reading “Rest In Peace, Wonderwing”

The Monkey’s Paw: A Sports Fan’s Dilemma

There was a time, just a few years ago, when news that someone was buying Newcastle United would have thrilled me. But that was before Jamal Khashoggi. Because, the buyers? Saudi Arabia and Crown Prince Muhammed bin Salman, via their Public Investment Fund (the world’s largest state-owned investment). And here’s the messy thing. I’m stillContinue reading “The Monkey’s Paw: A Sports Fan’s Dilemma”

A Feather Brush With Drama

Those tales of petty revenge that Facebook always lures you with are becoming less attractive to me these days. Probably because I’m seen the other side of it, at least from one person’s perspective. I think someone’s trying to get Facebook-level petty revenge on us, either for not giving them free eggs, or for someContinue reading “A Feather Brush With Drama”

Making A Negroni Not Like Stanley Tucci

There comes a time in everyone’s life when you realize you are not – and will never be – Stanley Tucci. It might be when you look around and discover you’re not traveling around Italy with a film crew in pursuit of the rare and tasty consummate Italian dishes. Or it might be when you’reContinue reading “Making A Negroni Not Like Stanley Tucci”