jim owens
I have forgotten who said it, I think it was Sartre. That the value of something is best understood only through the loss of it. It brings to mind the song “San Diego Serenade” by Tom Waits and covered by the late Nanci Griffith, Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” and “These are Days” by 10,000 […]
For a Cubs fan the very worst type of Summer involves bullpen issues. When severe, it is simply too painful to watch games literally tossed away at the last possible moment that could easily have been won. Compound this with almost uniform under-performance by the big-time position players that the baseball-bloggers needed so so bad. […]
I wasn’t in Southern Nevada at all in February, so February weather was apparently moved into all of March. Wet, cloudy, cool and windy intermixed with the occasional sunny and almost warm days that are more typical of March down here. Something to do with that whole el nino and la nina thing I guess. […]
There we went again. Another trip to France. Again, a little damp. A little overcast. A little cool. Again, the rivers: the Seine, the Rhone, the Saone ran high. This time it was a flight through San Francisco to Charles de Gaulle. Paris for four days. A high speed train to Lyon for four. Another […]
A twenty nine dollar flight. An hour late in the planned time of departure which was good because the highway from Park City had been closed and I was also an hour late in arriving at the airport. I had been moved to the last row of seats and importantly from a middle seat to […]