Grabbing the Gold Ring

Grabbing the Gold Ring

My grandmother (Nana) used to take me to Balboa Park. We would wait at the corner for the #7 bus which would drop us off in front of the zoo. We would stroll through the rose garden, me walking the curbs pretending to be a tightrope walker. Nana close by, ready to act...
Let’s Fly!

Let’s Fly!

Yesterday the Adventure Club went sky diving.  Without an airplane. Indoor sky diving. Can you call it sky diving if there’s no sky involved? Vertical tunnel flying is more accurate. We did our flying at iFLY in Union CIty. What an operation! I cannot begin to imagine...
Inspiration from Mr. Magorium

Inspiration from Mr. Magorium

I get a lot of inspiration from movies.  A few nights ago Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium was on. I love the magic toy store and Dustin Hoffman’s  relentlessly positive outlook.  The first time I watched it I was struck by a quote and it has become a favorite,...
My First Job

My First Job

My first paying job was in a dirty book factory. I don’t mean a grimy, grey, concrete facility located underneath a motorcycle dealership, although it was that too. I mean it was a place that printed and distributed “obscene” books and magazines. Obscene by the...
Getting Taken For A Ride

Getting Taken For A Ride

Stella lies. Well, not really lies, but she’s not always direct.  Stella is my GPS. I think she gets bored with the same old freeways, so sometimes she decides to mix it up a little and take me for a ride. Recently I was in Pleasant Hill, a city I’m not very familiar...