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Archive for September, 2007

a bear escape

Just when you think you’ve seen it all, along comes a black bear falling off a highway bridge and hanging on for dear ursine life to a concrete overpass arch near Donner Summit in the Sierra Nevada range.
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No more excuses

I have no excuse.
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Bomb Scare

Do you know how stories can buzz around inside your head for a while after you read them? That’s how the bomb scare in Paris story affected me. I guess because I’m still sorting out how the fear of terrorism has shaped us.
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A few months back I wrote about the good life. No, more than the good life, the fantastic life, top of the world, and how it might be enjoyed in Manhattan mid 20th century, by a star having life by the tail, living in tall cotton or deep clover.

That was a joie de vivre forged in talent and brawn, but there’s another so fleeting it barely happened and, as wonderful as life became, the crucial bond wasn’t forged on the musical genius that sustained it but on the most tenuous of connections: a shared sense of humor, and of charm.
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Come and get me, copper!

Local newspapers have run several stories lately about thieves breaking into buildings on the old Alameda naval air station so they can strip out the copper, which they sell to unscrupulous scrap metal dealers. Which is what made this Bay Area story all the better.
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Sometimes our possessions become so familiar and old hat that we almost stop seeing them any more; the furniture and books and appliances are so much a part of the fabric of our lives that we take them for granted. If this ever happens for you and you want to see things anew again, just get a puppy. Fifty to sixty pounds of five-month-old black labrador mix, like our Edie, will do just fine.
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A New Deal

It’s so easy to take it all for granted, until you realize the debt that’s due, and how, if the heroes of a prior era hadn’t worked so hard, all too often for so little pay, the very building you stand in or the bridge you traverse would be gone.
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