Monday, May 25, 2015

Akaka Falls with cranial adjustment


What a difference a day makes

Happy Birthday Lena from Rob and Les!


Wishing one of our greatest friends in the world the happiest of birthdays. We love you both.


You're gonna miss me


I was privileged to see B.B. King several times. What a brilliant performer! You could listen with a blindfold and know who you were listening to with just a single note of his patented vibrato. Riley King had more feel in his little finger than anybody else around and he was a kind gentleman to boot.

There are only a handful of guitar players who can sing as well as they play, B.B. was one of them. T-bone Walker and Eric Clapton are two more but it is a very short list indeed. Paul McCartney definitely. Paul Simon maybe.

I enjoyed reading this article after B.B.'s passing, in the Washington Post, How the Church gave B.B. King the blues.
"The Famous St. John’s Gospel Singers weren’t actually famous but did achieve some popularity in black churches across the Delta region. The group even performed several songs live on the radio, at stations in Greenwood and Greenville, Miss. The Famous St. John’s Gospel Singers ran into trouble, though, because of King’s guitar. He pushed, musically, bringing the blues into church. It upset the more staid Christians. The group got a reputation for being rebellious and a little too inappropriate for church. Some of their invitations were rescinded.
King, at the same time, was growing frustrated with religious audiences for his own reasons. When he played for church people, they would say “God bless you,” but wouldn’t give him any money. He noticed non-religious audiences were different while playing on the corner of Church and Second Street in Indianola, at the intersection of the black and white parts of town.
“People that would request a gospel song would always be very polite to me,” King recalled in 1999. “And they’d say, ‘Son, you’re mighty good. Keep it up. You’re going to be great one day.’ But they never put anything in the hat.”
When he played the blues, though, people would give him a little money or beer. On at least one occasion King recalled singing a spiritual song, changing the word “my Lord” to “my baby,” and getting a tip and a free beer.
Now you know why I’m a blues singer,” King said."
The New York Times had a nice piece as well on B.B.'s passing.
Mr. King considered a 1968 performance at the Fillmore West, the San Francisco rock palace, to have been the moment of his commercial breakthrough, he told a public-television interviewer in 2003. A few years earlier, he recalled, an M.C. in an elegant Chicago club had introduced him thus: “O.K., folks, time to pull out your chitlin’s and your collard greens, your pigs’ feet and your watermelons, because here is B. B. King.” It had infuriated him.
When he saw “longhaired white people” lining up outside the Fillmore, he said, he told his road manager, “I think they booked us in the wrong place.” Then the promoter Bill Graham introduced him to the sold-out crowd: “Ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the chairman of the board, B. B. King.” “Everybody stood up, and I cried,” Mr. King said. “That was the beginning of it.”

I had a teacher in New York in the early 1970's named Dom Michel who wrote his dissertation at Princeton on King and followed him around in the late sixties. He had a rather sour attitude on the singer, felt that he was manipulative and had sold out in some way by trying to appeal to a white audience. I think that history has amply shown that my teacher was far off base and that B.B. was truly a kind and genuine man. Another lesson for me to follow your own intuition about people and to keep your own counsel.

We will all definitely miss B.B. King.

Young and the restless



Saturday, May 23, 2015

Ian Matthews - These Days

Lulu - Here Comes the Night

Springtime in Rainbow


A woman brought a large and nicely framed canvas in to the gallery this week and consigned it to me. It is titled Springtime in Rainbow and it measures 30 x 40" without the frame. The artist, William Marvin, is known nationally and the piece is very affordable. I believe that the work was painted at the end of the road I used to live on, Rainbow Glen to the west of the freeway, but I could be wrong I suppose.

If you are a Fallbrook or Rainbow local with a large spot on a wall to fill, come by and take a look at it. Very pleasing in person.

More info and links to the artist's website can be found on my Blue Heron Gallery site.


Bismarck Palm


I love palm trees and have long wanted to have a specimen of one of the most beautiful palms in the world, the bismarckia. This palm comes from the central highlands of Madagascar and is said to be one of the most hardy palms on the planet, second only to my most favorite palm, the jubaea chilensis, which actually grows in the snow in Chile.

Jubaeas - Mission Bay

If you have visited the San Diego Zoo, surely you have seen the marvelous blue gray specimens at the entrance. Mature, they are breathtaking, their fronds reaching from the ground at an odd singular angle like no other palm in the world. You can see great pictures of the Bismarckia nobilis at Phil Bergman's site here. Fallbrook's Grand Tradition also has some nice bismarcks on the grounds. Check out the outrageous pics of Bismarckia from near and far on this page. Amazing!

The following picture is of two mature specimens in Balboa Park near the Botanical House.


There are several color variations of this palm. The most popular is called silver select in the trade and is said to be the hardiest. It is known for its blue gray color, much like that of the brahea armata, commonly known as the Mexican Fan Palm.

I called around a few weeks ago and was directed by a palm aficionado to a fellow named Bill Early who has several palm nursery yards in the Sleeping Indian area of Fallbrook/Oceanside. Doug and I drove over and sussed the operation out one day last week and I bought two palms, both 20 gallon, slightly rootbound, gorgeous and in need of a good home.

One was a tall palm, he cautioned that it had undergone some stress, that the species are very root sensitive and it might soon lose its fronds, but it was big and pretty I had to give it a shot! It is of the greener or in between variety of color. I think it will be quite beautiful in my landscape. The smaller purchase was a silver select.

The truck showed up yesterday and squeezed into my driveway. Damn, they didn't look that big in the yard. A couple workers pulled it off the big truck which had wend its way down the narrow road into the canyon.

Bill told me to get it into the ground asap so I dug the holes last night and woke up at 6 and finished the job. Or should I say it almost finished me? Heavy suckers.

I'll take a picture of the blue one tonight and add it.

I have a big mexican blue that I might also move to the front of my home.

It is so beautiful but I stupidly planted it out of eyesight.
This is a picture of beautiful mexican blues in their native habitat. I have been to remote canyons near Guadalupe Hot Springs in Baja with hundreds if not thousands of them growing in the wild.

Will need a tractor and some men, the thing is huge. Both of these species' color really sets off the normal green color of the typical landscape.




The Bismarck palm can get really tall, it will go 75 feet in its native Madagascar. It is a pretty fast grower once it decides it is happy.

I hope that it can tolerate the cold of my river valley.

We have hit the 14 degree mark at my home and it is supposed to be only tolerant to the low 20's. Bergman says on his site that it can take 110 degrees heat which is near our upper reaches in Fallbrook. Will cross my fingers and hope for the best. We shall see.


Early is a busy guy, no nonsense but a good guy and he has a great nursery. I have my eye on a few other things over there as well. He has a great selection of rare cycads and some esoteric palms, marvelous examples of Livistona decipiens and some odd hybrid butias, jubaeas and queens. He has a yard on Burma he is vacating that might have some great clearance items next month. I'm not done.

Bismarck Palm #2 silver select

Friday, May 22, 2015

Little Feat

Got a rocket in your pocket?


I enjoyed this New York Times article on pens. I love finding the right pen. Was a Niji stylist user for years. Our Japanese friends may be on to something. Have to check it out and see if it has that magic feel my fingers crave.

One of the things that impresses me about my mother was her love and use of fountain pens. I always had ink everywhere when I used them, she always kept clean. Bought her a Mont Blanc one birthday.

Fountain pens come from a better time, perhaps even a more civilized time.

BigD's great uncle was the inventor Milton Reynolds (1892–1976), an American entrepreneur, who was born one Milton Reinsberg in Albert Lea, Minnesota.

Reinsberg was the man who brought the first ballpoint pen to market, a fascinating story. The founder of the Reynolds Pen Co., he touted the ability of his pen to write under water.

Reinsberg was also a pilot and he and his crew made a harrowing expedition to the Amne Machin mountain range in Tibet and to K2, the second highest mountain in the world, which lies between China and Pakistan.

You'll NEVER need a pencil, you'll ALWAYS have a pen

The Thrill Is Gone

Buteos

We got a nice light rain all night, hope the El NiƱo keeps up. As I was driving out the narrow canyon road towards coffee this early morning I espied Mama Red Tailed Hawk on one of her favorite perches.

If I may be permitted an anthropomorphism,  she gave me the look and flew away.


Continuing on a little farther to the sycamore, the two progeny looked a bit soaked. I got the tripod out of the car and grabbed a few shots.

The birds were drenched and looked slightly miffed.



This is a shot I took on my way home last night, hawk mother hanging out on a limb keeping  watchful eye on the kids.

Make sure you click on a photo to see these full size.



Still not tack sharp but there is a definite distance problem.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

The King Of Bongo Bong

Jebber jab, jeb jibber

From Huffpo:

WASHINGTON -- Likely Republican presidential candidate Jeb Bush said Wednesday that while he acknowledges "the climate is changing," he's not clear on the extent to which human activity may be causing those changes.

"I don't think the science is clear of what percentage is man-made and what percentage is natural. It's convoluted," the former Florida governor said at an event in Bedford, New Hampshire.

"For the people to say the science is decided on this is really arrogant, to be honest with you," he said, according to CNN. "It's this intellectual arrogance that now you can't have a conversation about it, even. The climate is changing. We need to adapt to that reality."

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Postscript. Here's the funny part. Man isn't necessarily responsible for climate change, but maybe his carbon emissions are.
On Friday, Bush did not say directly that he believed climate change was man-made, but he consistently tied it to industry-produced carbon emissions. “Right now we are one of the counties that has reduced carbon emissions because of the natural gas revolution, converting from coal, and conservation — the two things that have driven a reduction in CO2 emissions,” Bush said. “We are reducing [carbon emissions],” he added. “The rest of the world is the place, certainly in the emerging world, where you have greatest challenges.”

Tim Buckley - Dolphins

Hawklets


The hawk eyeass are growing up quickly, right on schedule. The picture above, still coated in their downy white feather fur, was taken right before I left for Santa Barbara.



These pictures were taken yesterday and the day before. Starting to get their rufous and barred feather coat. Soon they will be hopping out of the nest. I hope to have a better lens soon and get a better capture. They should start fledging in a few more weeks.

You can clearly see this hawklet's nicitating membrane, which helps keep its eye clean.

(ol0nY Co1l@pse D!s0rd$r

A couple of alarming environmental stories this week that sound a similar chord. See if you can suss out a common theme here.

The honeybees are dying off on our planet and the finger points at herbicides as a major causal factor. Nationally beekeepers lost 40% of their colonies last year.

The Obama Administration is proposing a study to address the decline in honeybee and monarch butterfly populations and a plan to restore them with 7 million acres of new habitat.

Scientists are looking at the role of neonicotinoid pesticides in the bee decline. A new study in the journal Nature posits that bees would rather eat food with this neuroactive tobacco byproduct than normal food.

And so we get a new class of addicted bees. Wonderful. Another study published in Nature shows that the glyphosphate pesticides also harm wild bee populations through seed coatings.

Monsanto figured out a way to deal with this crisis a few years ago, they bought the leading bee research firm Beeologics and ostensibly put their objective research on the shelf. A brilliant strategy. The chemical firms have been doing their normal rope a dope on this, improper application, no proof, etc.

Now word that the USDA threatens bee scientists.
An environmental activist group has filed a legal petition with the U.S. Department of Agriculture seeking new rules that would enhance job protection for government scientists whose research questions the safety of farm chemicals.
The action filed on Thursday by the Public Employees for Environmental Responsibility, an advocacy group for local, state and federal researchers, came less than a week after a World Health Organization group found the active ingredient in Roundup, the world's best selling weed killer, is "probably carcinogenic to humans." Roundup is made by Monsanto Co.
The petition to the USDA presses the agency to adopt policies to prevent "political suppression or alteration of studies and to lay out clear procedures for investigating allegations of scientific misconduct."
According to the petition, some scientists working for the federal government are finding their research restricted or censored when it conflicts with agribusiness industry interests.
A USDA spokesman said the allegations have no merit and that the agency values the integrity of its scientists and the quality of their research.
Thanks Barack. Thanks Tom Vilsack.
In March, Public Employees for Environmental Responsibility (PEER), an environmental activist group supporting local, state, and federal researchers, filed a legal petition with the USDA seeking new rules meant to increase the job protection for government scientists and citing censorship and harassment.
At least 10 USDA scientists have been bullied for research into farm chemical safety that conflicts with the interests of the agribusiness sector, according to PEER executive director Jeff Ruch:
“They have very little in the way of legal rights and have career paths that are extremely vulnerable.”
The scientific work getting hit hardest puts Monsanto at the bulls’ eye – it scrutinizes the effects of neonicotinoids and glyphosate, the main ingredient in Monsanto’s best-selling Roundup herbicide, which the World Health Organization recently concluded is ‘probably carcinogenic.’
A senior scientist at the USDA’s Agricultural Research Service told Reuters:
“Your words are changed, your papers are censored or edited or you are not allowed to submit them at all.”
Lori Ann Burd, environmental health director at the Center for Biological Diversity echoed this sentiment:
Censorship and harassment poison good science and good policy. There’s no question that neonicotinoids are killing bees, and it’s long past time for our government to take action. The European Union has already banned neonicotinoids. The reports that USDA is harassing and suppressing its scientists for doing their jobs instead of using their findings to protect our pollinators are extremely disturbing.”
An article from leading bee experts suggesting ways to deal with the crisis.


Both honeybees and monarch butterflies are said to be bellwether species, canaries in nature's coal mine, whose decimation should be a wakeup call regarding the health of our planet. The administration is planning on creating a 2000 mile butterfly corridor along the I - 35 freeway from Minnesota to Mexico. A flyway. Neat idea.


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On another front, bottlenose dolphin deaths in the gulf have been traced to the BP disaster in a new peer reviewed study by the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration published in PLOS 1. The study found that the deceased dolphins had abnormal adrenal and lung lesions. The report supports earlier studies that suggested a link between the oil spill that gushed 4.9 million barrels of oil into the Gulf over the course of 87 days and mass dolphin deaths in Alabama, Louisiana, and Mississippi.
"Known drops in temperature and salinity, as well as skin lesions consistent with freshwater exposure, were documented for live Lake Pontchartrain dolphins, suggesting that cold weather and fresh water may have contributed to this stranding cluster," the paper said. However, the research also pointed out that investigations into the causes of deaths of Lake Pontchartrain and western Mississippi dolphins were limited by the advanced decomposition of the carcasses recovered.
The paper also found that the deaths and strandings of dolphins in Barataria Bay occurred over the longest period of time, between August 2010 and December 2011, in an area where oil from the BP spill was present.
"The timing and location of this cluster is consistent with the spatial and temporal distribution of oil to bay, sound and estuary habitats in that region during and after the DWH oil spill," the study concluded, adding that studies of live dolphins in Barataria Bay found an unexpectedly high number of animals suffering from moderate to severe lung disease and other abnormalities associated with hypoadrenocorticism, a disease of the adrenal gland that affects an animal's immunity.
The report said the various clusters of animal strandings might have different contributing factors that may be better identified by additional studies still underway that are evaluating tissue samples from dead dolphins, including of adrenal gland and lung lesions.
The study also confirmed that a larger than normal number of stranded perinatal, or newborn, dolphins occurred in Mississippi and Alabama coastal waters in early 2011.
"Combined exposures of pregnant females to unusually cold temperatures, freshwater runoff, and DWH oil have been proposed as the cause of the higher number of perinate strandings during 2011," the report said. But it added that Brucellosis might also be a cause or contributing factor in those deaths, as it is known to cause late-term fetal losses in dolphins.
The study said that a lack of data on earlier newborn dolphin deaths, before the spill, makes it "difficult to interpret the significance of these early reported findings."
"Analysis of tissue lesions and other diagnostics, which was ongoing at the time of this study, will help identify how any one or combination of these factors may have dramatically increased stranding numbers, especially of perinates, in this cluster from Mississippi and Alabama during 2011."
BP had an interesting response, saying that correlation is not causation, or basically, screw the empirical evidence, show us the genes deteriorating in real time. Pretty damning study. I am surprised BP hasn't suggested that the dolphins were smokers yet. One in five of the dolphins had severe pneumonia, according to the lead pathologist, in a paper that says that their is conclusive proof of linkage between the spills and the die-off.
Researchers said without normal adrenal glands, the dolphins were susceptible to bacterial pneumonia, which can damage the lungs to “the point of suffocation or can completely impair the mammal’s immune system through septic shock.”
“These dolphins had some of the most severe lung lesions that I had ever seen in wild dolphins from throughout the US,” said University of Illinois’s Kathleen Colegrove, who is the lead veterinary pathologist on the study, reported Reuters. “More than 1 in 5 had pneumonia that was severe and caused or contributed to death in those dolphins.”
From the study:
To our knowledge, adrenal cortical atrophy as found in this study has not been previously described in free-ranging cetaceans, including bottlenose dolphins previously studied in the northern GoM [32]. The normal corticomedullary ratio of dolphin adrenal glands has been determined to be approximately 1:1 [24]. Thus, the discovered high prevalence of adrenal cortical atrophy in dolphins stranding during the ongoing GoM UME may be part of a syndrome that has not been previously reported in dolphins during mortality events. The prevalence of adrenal cortical atrophy identified in this study is consistent with the high prevalence (approximately 50%) of live Barataria Bay dolphins with evidence of hypoadrenocorticism assessed during 2011, including a relatively high proportion of dolphins with low blood cortisol, aldosterone, and glucose [11]. Follow up evaluation of adrenal glands from stranded dolphins in subsequent years will help to determine the persistence of adrenal insufficiency observed relative to the timing of the UME and the concurrent DWH oil spill.
There are a number of different causes of adrenal insufficiency in mammals, including autoimmune disease, metastatic neoplasia, fungal infections, stress, trauma, miliary tuberculosis, corticosteroid toxicity, and contaminant exposure [33]. Additionally, infection with phocine herpesvirus-1 has been demonstrated to cause adrenal cortical necrosis in marine mammals [34]. In the current study, only 2 of 46 UME dolphins had inflammation in the adrenal gland, and with the exception of one case with a disseminated bacterial infection, neither infectious agents nor neoplasia were identified in UME dolphin adrenal glands. Further, there was no histologic evidence of autoimmune adrenalitis or neoplasia in any UME dolphin adrenal glands, indicating that adrenal cortical atrophy in UME dolphins was not due to direct infection of the adrenal gland, autoimmune disease, or neoplasia.
“The data we have seen thus far, including the new study from NOAA, do not show that oil from Deepwater Horizon accident caused an increase in dolphin mortality…Even though the UME may have overlapped in some areas with the oil spill, correlation is not evidence of causation,” said Geoff Morrell, BP’s senior vice president for US communications, in a statement.


Now of course California is confronted with a new spill, in Santa Barbara, not on the same level as the Exxon Valdez or the BP Deepwater but one that will be undoubtably be felt for years. I lived in Oxnard in the mid seventies, right next to the beach and you collected oil and tar every time you walked barefoot from the last big spill up there. 105,000 gallons may have spilled in this unfortunate accident. Of course this could never happen up in the Chucksi Sea of Alaska and if it did it's not like the natives have the same political pull as the Santa Barbarans. Who cares?

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I think it is well and good to leave the answers to the scientists but it is also important to see who is paying the scientists' salary. It seems like for the right amount of money you can get people to say most anything.



Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Listening in on America


We Americans don't agree on much. But I am so happy to see that a sizable majority of both parties think that the warrantless surveillance of Americans' data communications is improper and needs to be reformed. The numbers are almost identical between dems and repubs and even stronger among the independents.

A poll conducted by the American Civil Liberties Union and Global Strategy Group showed that a large majority of Americans wish to see reforms to the mass surveillance carried out under the authority of the USA Patriot Act.

By more than 4:1 (82% concerned, 18% not concerned), voters find it concerning that the United States government is collecting and storing the personal information of Americans, including 31% who are extremely concerned and 25% who are very concerned.
Specific arguments made in favor of adding more protections for Americans around privacy, also proved to be convincing to voters. 84% of voters said it was a convincing argument that local police and the FBI should have a warrant to search phone and email records, further confirming that Americans believe that individual privacy rights should be more strongly protected. Additionally, 81% of voters were convinced more protections were needed on account of companies providing loopholes in their services to make surveillance easier for the government. 
This sort of unanimity on the part of the left and right is so rare and startling these days that I actually feel good about our country this afternoon. Hoorah!

Mitch McConnell sought to reassure the other day, stating that the country doesn't routinely spy on its citizenry. I am more worried about all the "non routine" stuff and the stingray program which inadvertently picks up every phone call within its reach. The NSA likes to call their collection programs squeaky clean but then you hear about instances in which their agents used the programs to spy on their own love interests. The country says, get a warrant and have probably cause. It's the American way.

From Kip


A small package

Jon Harwood photo

Vase with Matilija poppies © Jon Harwood 2008
I lifted this photo by Jon Harwood from the photo blog, Fallbrook Shutters.

There is a beautiful, painterly quality about the work, sans filters.

Marvelous capture, Jon!

Monday, May 18, 2015

The Youngbloods

Back Again


Although the weekend had a few high spots, overall the week in Santa Barbara was not one of my most stellar and memorable efforts. Receipts were meagre, buyers were largely unimpressed and I felt sick and exhausted all week.

So pooped that I wondered for a few days if I was on the verge of another heart episode and then felt almost relieved when I started having stomach trouble and realized that I had some kind of bug. My cardiologist actually called me one morning to have a serious discussion, when I told him about the last night's dinner he nearly had a coronary.

It is hard to sell when you feel like crap, I had a couple wins but worked my ass off for them. The guys next door thought it would be fun to parrot my sales pitch and exhortations out loud so that the buyers and I could hear the mimicry through the wall and that didn't exactly help either my final numbers or disposition any either.

Just a crappy week, didn't sleep well, hard Motel 6 bed, never felt right. Tough to bring your A game when you feel that bad. My pal thought it would be kind of funny to not let me forget that I was overweight pretty much 24/7. Hilarious.

I have had a good month and said at the onset that I was cool with whatever happened financially and I think I stayed pretty even but feeling lousy was another story.


The devil sitting on the top shelf is a ceramic I picked up in San Francisco.

I had figured out the the specific name but can't put my finger on it right now, but it is certainly an Oni, one of the mythical creatures of japan.

With horns, bloodshot eyes and a hairy belly, this chap cuts a fine figure.

For an in depth education on these minor monsters, you could do worse than take a look at Noriko Reider's Japanese Demon Lore, Oni from Ancient Times to the Present. Utah State University Press 2010.


Girl from Santa Barbara
I met some really interesting people at the show and had some rather deep conversations, often with people older than those I normally spend time with.

This pretty young girl was walking around in a vintage skirt and agreed to pose for me.











Edward Borein, The Moon Queen’s House Galvin 219, drypoint and etching 7 x 9″



I have a really good collection of Edward Borein prints and drawings and met some of the old ranchers and collectors from the Santa Barbara and Santa Ynez area that collected or were familiar with the vaunted Santa Barbara artist.

Very solid people. I really enjoyed my one on one's this week, financially fruitful or not.

Met a particularly nice costume designer along with her pal, the former newly liberated, who enjoyed my Robert Crumb ink drawing and we ventured into a great talk about her favorite band, the Jefferson Airplane, the Fillmore East, her old stomping ground, SDS and Bill Graham. My god, hippies make the best people, even when they grow up. You meet some people and know that they can instantly be a friend.

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Had some good food, mostly by myself; my coffee shop, Vices and Spices, an epic feed under the rain showers at La Super Rica, sopes and chuletas and bifstek street tacos. Washed down with the pulpy and phenomenal aqua de sandia, magnifico. Some Santa Barbarans sneer at La Spa Rica and swear that Los Agaves is better but it is definitely my kind of place. Inexpensive and made on the spot with strong, bold authentic flavors.

Went to Clementine's a few times, a real warhorse in Carpenteria. My buddy said that he didn't think any such place existed outside of the Upper peninsula of Michigan. Old plaid and colonial motif right out of Barbara Billingsley, more food than a human can or should reasonably eat, delicious fried chicken that had to be of mutant size and free pie with every dinner.

I went for the peach and coconut cream, both excellent. Great staff too, the second time we had a server that moonlighted as a comic. Good food, not pretentious in the least. Rick loved it.

Had good sushi another night, breakfast at my regular spots Garrett's and Jeannines. The latter is a foodie joint, the first is an old school diner. Both good, great bakery and adventurous menu at Jeannines. I sat at the bar and snooped. Chicken sausage scramble. Garrett's has a really good fry cook that moves like a boxer or dancer, Incredible economy of motion, a great fry cook is a work of art!

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I was so excited at cracking the million mark that I forgot my own wedding anniversary. I think Leslie initially forgot it as well, she did let me know but was very good about it. Shit.

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There's a lot of traffic in Santa Barbara. Don't think I would want to live there either. Ditto La Jolla, Laguna, Newport, Carmel or a lot of other places that used to be epic and are still exalted. I hate compression, it's a deal killer for me, not that I will ever have the bread to live in one of those tony places anyway.

Took about two and a half hours to pack out, a bit slow for me. Got home near midnight. Was screaming the last hour a little bit to wake myself up but it was the last pitch and I just had to reach my target. Gritted it out.

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Great to be home. Met a half coyote named Wiley this morning. His adopted mother picked him up as a pup in the hills of South Texas.


JB sends this picture from this morning's drive to Anchorage.


Toni and Neil K sprucing up their mural at the Village Square.