We should all be farmers. We should all be farming. By which I mean we should all know how to work our land, how to nurture it during the short while we are with it on it, how to take from it without leaving it barren for whomever is coming next. Instead, we are warring. […]
Earth is showing us her true colors today. Just in time for the 2020 season. Waking up to this red day this morning was something. Today is something. It’s som’in’ new. It – a combination of that good ol’ Bay Area fog and trapped smoke, from the wildfires that have been burning this month out […]
For the record: It was a hot Labor Day weekend this 2020. One for the books. A friend who lives in L.A. was out and about on Saturday, and some time during the afternoon, she shared a temp pic (you know what that means…) showing it was 119 degrees out where she was down there. […]
And what is wrong with being confident, anyway. Nothing, nada, rien…niente – and don’t you let nobody tell you otherwise. Looking up that Daisaku Ikeda poem now.
#Iclosemyeyes…e siamo tornati a Capri. All I need is the rhythm divine. And now that we’ve been, I know to skip il taxi and take us up on il funiculare to Piazza Umberto I. It’s almost Aperol o’clock, and if we’re on time, then we’ll be right on time to enjoy an afternoon welcome from […]
Aw, Miami. Now you know it’s really, really serious. (I’m kidding. You’ve known it’s serious. Right? Get it and keep it together, already – you know what to do.) Basel has been cancelled! Indeed, for the first time since its post-9/11, tourism-revitalizing and scene-revolutionizing inception in 2002, Art Basel Miami Beach is a no-go this […]
For the kids, again. Slow down. Slow. The fuck. Way. Fucking. Down. Meditate. There is no one way to meditate, so figure out what works for you and do it. It’s a fun time in your late teens and your twenties, I know, but you might wanna slow down, especially now, so you don’t burn […]
Nancy Pelosi went to a hair salon on Monday in Cow Hollow here in San Francisco, and now the Trumpists are foaming at the mouth with what I presume is some kind of glee (these folks are in desperate need of new, healthier hobbies). Whatever. Not like she grabbed some pussy on the way there […]
Activists always start out a party of one. Then we find ourselves together.
For the past month, we have had some weather up here in Northern California. The smoke plus the fog in the Bay Area has been a realness. It is not pleasant. I am beyond-grateful to be safely sheltered with my family, and to want for almost nothing. I understand Cal Fire has dubbed the Northern […]
King of Cups 