Monthly Archives: January 2011

Planes, Naan and 58 Chevys

Topanga Air­port has it’s field and all the gates to be all open air. The cli­mate is nice enough here; this is South­ern Cal­i­for­nia, after all. Lisa and I are game for adven­ture, so we decide to try the new air­port out and see how it runs. We walk up to the tick­et­ing agent for South­west and ask to pur­chase tick­ets to Las Vegas… Con­tinue read­ing

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Journalism On The Half-Shell

The men were look­ing for me. My com­pan­ion pointed to the dam and said the other side of that dam is a 300 foot fall; Dave could not have gone that way. The intrud­ers ques­tioned him as to the neces­sity of a dam, espe­cially at that height. Did the val­ley below ever really fill all the way up to this level and start flood­ing our river? As I looked down that seemed like an improb­a­ble if not impos­si­ble cir­cum­stance indeed. Con­tinue read­ing

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Arm A Gettin’ It…

When we arrived, there were some other peo­ple there. We all found places to set­tle in, there seemed to be enough houses for every­one. We seemed safe, and least for the time being. We had plenty of food. Our com­mu­nity grew together. We were in the desert, but it was very cold. Con­tinue read­ing

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Dream Collage

I looked at the woman behind me, and she shrugged. The woman in front of me was incensed. She started com­plain­ing, and quite loudly. Turns out she was not so upset about steal­ing the dona­tion money (though she was), but about the delay in check­ing us out… Con­tinue read­ing

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College Daze

The teacher came over to ask me a ques­tion; I just pre­tended to be sleep­ing, and she went on and asked the girls next to me. They did not know the answer, either. Con­tinue read­ing

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Planes, Trains and Christmas Carols…

There was Hanks, in full make-up, head­ing to the sound stages. He had white added to the sides of his hair, and was in full cos­tume. He was fol­lowed by Christo­pher Lloyd, who was play­ing Scrooge. Con­tinue read­ing

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Mixed Up, Muddled Up

He grew a set of ears out of his shoul­ders. Long, nar­row ears, like a don­keys. Then his whole back erupted into a set of wings. And then those dis­solved back into his back, and another object grew out of his back. At times, he would even spell words in block let­ters as tall or taller than his head… Con­tinue read­ing

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