I’ve still got a post about the Getty in my drafts, and pictures for another post in my folder.  The three weeks or so I went without blogging (and commenting at a minimum) were not without thought. (truth be told, many of those thoughts were not fit for human consumption.)  Really, what do I have […]

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Cynic in the Back Seat

On the 101, not even yet to the 134: “Are we home yet? I want to be home right now.” (a statement, not a yell or a threat.) On the 134 in Burbank: “Do we live in the car?” “No, we do not live in the car, silly, we live in an apartment.” sigh “When […]

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