At some point in every road trip, you’ve got to stop and get some food. We delayed this for some time yesterday thanks to my grandmother’s considerating in packing sandwiches to eat on the road. While this helped our travel… Continue Reading
To celebrate the second anniversary of our wedding, my grandmother asked that my uncle, who used to be in the wine sales business, pull out a treasure — a bottle of Chateau Lafite-Rosthchild 1969. Now, this could be a wine… Continue Reading
Good news, I suppose: America has not been completely homogenized. This turned into something of an inconvenience while we were in Milwaukee. I had to teach my class online, and to no one’s surprise, there is no wireless internet in… Continue Reading
The worst thing so far about this trip has been a sudden snap of Arctic cold air. It’s not even 40 degrees outside; our entire trip was through cloudy skies and most of it was rainy. There was a terrible… Continue Reading
Today begins our first of several upcoming road trips. The Wife and I are going to Wisconsin this time, to visit family for Mother’s Day. We did Mother’s Day early with my mother; now it’s time for The Wife’s mother… Continue Reading
This is my 500th post on this blog. A five hundredth anniversary is called a “quincentennial.” Easy to remember because you can think of the exotic fruit quince. It’s now been 333 days since I started blogging on June 13,… Continue Reading
…and other things do. Contemplating my return to Los Angeles, I read the sports pages today to get caught up, while eating lunch. Local sports here is pretty much a wasteland right now; die-hard fans are watching UT baseball but… Continue Reading
Although it’s a little early in the morning for this sort of thing, it’s worth a mention. One bizarre idea: mojitos in spray cans. One very intriguing idea: scotch cooled with liquid nitrogen. Cold as if it were on the… Continue Reading
It appears that the NSA wiretapping is somewhat broader in scope than even I had been led to believe. A database is being compiled of every single phone call — and I can only assume every single e-mail — that… Continue Reading
The median home price in California is over half a million dollars for a single-family home. In the high desert, where The Wife and I are going, prices are still below the median, but not by much. How I could… Continue Reading