Time is a Circle

Fairfield to Redding, June 13 Redding to Ashland, June 14 We started the day with a rapid Covid test (negative), and then decided to continue on the trip. I was sucking zinc lozenges, blowing my nose, and generally feeling terrible, but we took the 80 to the good old 505 with the sunflowers by the…

Lesson #1: Don’t Drive Towards a Wind Farm

June 12, Ojai to Fairfield By 7:30 am we were climbing the mountains behind the camp, in the Sespe Wilderness, a place that seems to be particularly wild to me, partly because we rarely see any other cars on the road. The 33 runs from Ojai to Maricopa, and most people never have any reason…

Two Old People in a Van

June 11, Los Angeles to Ojai We were supposed to leave at 2 on Friday, make Ojai, and rest for an early start over the Highway 33, but everything was delayed due to work (Robert), and compulsive cleaning (Jenny). You know it is not a good day when you are vacuuming at 7 to mop…

Another Epic Trip in My Father’s 1966 VW Bus: June 11-27 2021

This has been a hard year. We stayed home, washed our groceries, walked the Puppymonster, and mostly we worked. My parents had a harder time, losing their lovely home in Talent, Oregon in the fire, something I cannot even imagine lving through, but they made it past that. Because of the pandemic, we could not…

Chico Has Left the Building…

Chico Has Left the Building March 14, 2021 So, it was a great night. I spent time with THE MAN, and I really liked him. In the morning the people put Chico in a bright pink dog stroller for the WALK. I don’t know about pink, not that Chico has gender issues because Chico is…

The Chico Diaries: Day 1

I am not sure about this week. There have been some positive developments, like meeting Maureen and getting out of the Baldwin Park Animal Shelter, but there have also been baths. Many baths. Chico is very clean, y’all, so you folks can stop washing him. I have arrived at a new house with new people,…

Let’s Roll

November 2, 2020             I am sitting here after my last Zoom meeting of the night, nerves jangling. I set up our altar for the Day of the Dead last night—the dogs and Jim and Bob—all those memories recorded on this blog. We played some Creedence for Jim, lit the Palo Santo, talked to the…

There’s Something Happening Here

July 18, 2020   In a normal year, in a normal country, we’d be going on an epic adventure in the Bus, but this year, we are staying “Safer at Home” as the mayor of Los Angeles styles it (never mind the fact that being safer at home may not have kept us safer at…

A Sign of the Times

April 3-4, 2020 So, the toilet paper finally arrived. Yes, it is Trump toilet paper. Some time ago—have you lost track of time yet?—we realized we were running out of TP. “Order some,” I asked Robert. And then he told me the sad truth: there was none available. Not on Amazon, not through the stores,…

My Funny Valentine

My funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you’re my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak? Are you smart? But don’t change a hair for me Not if…