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I got to the airport early, dropped off the rental car, and walked around the mall-like atmosphere of the beyond-security concourses for a bit. They have a Fox News store in there, for crying out loud.    (more…)

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Last week, during our dawn dog walk at at the old naval air station, I noticed chalk lines and a long line of sawhorses set up on the paved pathway. They were covered with wooden planks, and poles had been set in the ground between the pathway and the shore near the boat ramp. There were two boats in the water. One was a wooden sailboat with an eye painted near its prow, and the other a smaller, white boat with two seats—perhaps fiberglass.  (more…)

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I’ve got the Giants/Dodgers game on TV. But it’s not our usual local television announcers (Jon Miller and Dave Fleming), it’s some national guys, Kenny Albert and ex-Dodger Eric Karros, whom I don’t care for. So I’ve got the local radio team on KNBR (Mike Krukow, Duane Kuiper, with Jon Miller visiting!) with the sound turned down on the TV.

I’m amazed at how un-synchronized they are. The radio is about two pitches ahead of the TV! Which could be dis-orienting, but actually it’s okay, because:

I’ve got my computer on, too. Can’t you tell? I’m writing to you, after all. So I can bang away here at my keyboard, listen to the radio and, when something good happens, glance up and have plenty of time to see it on TV.

And hey, presto — there it is! Pat Burrell just hit a two-run home run to put the Giants ahead 2-1 in the bottom of the 8th.  I love all my media!

I’m going to have to hit publish and go use another appliance, the microwave, to warm my tea before the ninth inning begins.

Here I go!

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A very long time ago, so long ago we listened to music on vinyl and people still used typewriters, I had a very good writing instructor at City College of San Francisco. He was a published writer, and was very good about the nuts and bolts of writing: grammatical, thematic, plot development, all of it. He also didn’t hesitate to critique what he felt didn’t work, which didn’t endear him to some of the more sensitive students. (more…)

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Man, this summer is sliding by fast. The solstice is almost a month back in the rearview mirror. Here in Alameda we had our Fourth of July parade again, nothing fancy but fun for all. (One year a friend came and was disappointed there were no tissue paper floats — nope, we’re not giving the Tournament of Roses a run for its money.)

A number of friends joined us this year, and one of them took a few pictures, which I’m only now kyping for the blog. (Thanks, Brtan.)

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People are doing strange things to beer. And I’m not just talking about Dogfish Brewery in Delaware, adding juniper berries and “cardamom, coriander, ginger, allspice, rampe leaves, lemongrass, curry powder, and black tea, custom blended …  in India” then fermenting their beer in ironwood barrel staves, for the pungent flavor of the oils imparted.

Across the continent, on the comparatively brewing traditional left coast, I went to a Winter Brews Festival yesterday, and early on I stood in line and enjoyed watching a guy try to order Russian River Brewery’s Rejection  Ale. “When they ask if they can have Rejection,” one of the bartenders informed another, “tell them no.”

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Bacon Kielbasa Bake

A coworker and friend of mine, L, went to Syracuse University, home of the Orangemen, who opened their football season by hosting the University of Minnesota Golden Gophers. As our alma maters were meeting on the gridiron, we decided to watch together, and I decided to cook a breakfast dish I haven’t made for decades.

 My mom sent it to me in the 1980s—back before my cholesterol tested high. L has high cholesterol, too. We’re both supposed to behave ourselves. As I’ve mentioned before, this is what makes stuff like bacon and kielbasa taste so good. (The vegetarian Mrs. O fled to run errands and avoid the carnage, both in the kitchen and on the TV screen.) (more…)

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I did the casual carpool this morning. For those outside the SF Bay Area, the casual carpool is a way to reduce congestion during rush hour. I think it’s primarily in the East Bay (across San Francisco Bay from the City), rather than down the peninsula or in Marin county, but they may have it elsewhere, too.

 At certain randomly designated (even spontaneously discovered) corners, often near a bus stop, commuters or cars can wait for each other to share the ride across the Bay Bridge, taking advantage of carpool lanes so that they don’t have to queue and pay the toll. You pass the long queues in the toll lanes and zip right on through to the bridge.

 This means that perfect strangers can walk up to a waiting car, nod hello and get in, then the passengers read or listen to their own music, while the driver (hopefully) minds the road. Oftentimes no one says another word until we arrive at Fremont and Howard streets (a hodge podge of vehicles disgorging riders) and say our thanks and good byes.

 Other times are not so quiet.  (more…)

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We live on a very wide street; counting the parking lanes, it’s seven lanes wide. It’s so wide that, each May, it’s used for a high school marching band competition.

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