Monday, December 18, 2017
We watched the funeral for Mayor Ed Lee yesterday afternoon on TV. I
had thought about going to City Hall to show respect, but it was easier to see
and hear from the comfort of our own home. It was beautiful and touching
and of course I cried. I especially liked when Mayor Willie Brown said
that Ed Lee would do all the work and Willie would take all the credit.
The two daughters were as impressive as Governor Brown, Gavin
Newsom, Diane Feinstien, Nancy Pelosi and London Breed. Lovely
letters from Obama, Bill and Hillary Clinton ~ Mayor Lee was loved.
Sunday, December 17, 2017
The prompt: Etiology
My writing partner this week: Eric (aka Spotty West)
The result: too wonderful
It was once thought that mice were spontaneously generated by old rags.
Now we think we have a pretty good idea about where mice come from.
(It’s strange that people thought mice might be generated from old rags
but that they knew where human babies came from. Why wouldn’t they
extrapolate that mice came from their mothers?)
You see, I’m not a good person to go around etiologizing. I tend to
jump to conclusions too easily. Someone like me is probably who decided
that mice came from old rags.
“Every time you see baby mice they are in a bunch of old rags, so it
is obvious—any fool could see that that is where they come from. What
is the matter with you people. Don’t you have eyes. Mice come from rags.”
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Here's a not very great photo inside the McEvoy Foundation for the Arts on
25th Street in Dogpatch. I met Frances for lunch at Philz (my least favorite
coffee spot) and then we enjoyed this exhibit entitled "the mother the sea"
and featuring Thiebaud, Diebenkorn and a few other artists whom I really
enjoy. I will be taking Husbando here soon because it closes in January.
Friday, December 15, 2017
Thursday, December 14, 2017
When we become adults it doesn't take long to realize that the holidays
make pain deeper and that normally little affronts or rudenesses can
explode into full blown sorrows and depression. The wise amongst us
prepare for this by reading positive things and watching the glorious
CROWN on Netflix. What we didn't expect this year was a Victory in
the Alabama Senate race and how happy Doug Jones makes us. Forever
goodbye to the sniveling little Roy Moore who makes Christians and
cowboys look bad. Congratulations to all who worked so hard for this!
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
London Breed ~ out new Acting Mayor. New permanent one, I hope.
Last year I saw her and heard her speak at a women's rally. I immediately
came home, sat right down and wrote her a note about how impressed
I was and to let me know when she needs my support in the future. I'd
say that time is now. She grew up in the projects right here in SF and
even though she and Mayor Lee would argue about policy, you could
tell how much they respected each other. Mayor Breed, sounds right.
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
Mayor Ed Lee died early this morning at age 65 of a sudden heart attack.
He was a good man ~ no drama, no scandal, no money laundering, no
self-serving stuff like we see in Washington, DC. A caring man who
fought for the little guy all his life. Mayor Lee loved this city and we
loved him back. RIP, Mr. Mayor and thank you.
Monday, December 11, 2017
Sunday, December 10, 2017
My father disappeared at summer's end,
but after we developed the last film,
I found him staring back from February
safe inside the breezeway's row of windows.
Returning from her walk, my mother stopped
in snow to consider something ordinary,
her husband lost in thought behind the scrim
of potted plants, their out-of-season green
a tropic growing there. She shot the scene
and now he lives in that bright room, cold frame
of memory, where asterisk points of palms
refute the lie that what blooms must also die.
I hold him in my hands, a trick of time
and light to see him still beside geraniums
as he looks past his wife in their front yard
and sees winter's work erasing all of his:
the one long mile of road he'd always scraped
and stark fact of sky that promised more.
The Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review
Saturday, December 09, 2017
The Crown is back and we have decided that one episode a night is
sufficient. There is just so much going on and we need time to digest
all the history and regal goings-on. I am overwhelmed by the costumes
and some of the characters test my memory and my google skills.
Friday, December 08, 2017
Yesterday I generously gave my two hours to the SPCA, standing outside
the windows at Macy's. One puppy and mostly orange cats on display.
Orange cats are THE BEST. The humans weren't quite as generous as
in years past, but I understand that ~ the world is a scary place now. Then
I went for a bowl of roasted duck soup at the Thai Noodle place. Things
fell back into place after that.
Thursday, December 07, 2017
The Blogmaid introduced me to Peppermint Bark a few years ago. It is
addictive and I even found it in ice cream form. I took a box to Tiapos
last night at Suzy's and we enjoyed many bites along with coffee and
when-writers-meet kind of conversations. That covers EVERYTHING ~
deep and happily shallow this-and-thats and you what?
Wednesday, December 06, 2017
|Bette and Joe|
|The Falkirk Cultural Center in downtown San Rafael|
Yesterday Joe and I drove over to San Rafael to meet Bette and have lunch
and then check out the print exhibit because Joe has two pieces there.
I had never even heard of the Falkirk Cultural Center but it is quite
wonderful. It used to be the home of the Dollar family ~ he of the Dollar
Steamship Company, he born in Falkirk, Scotland. Now it is used for
cultural events, weddings, meetings, parties, etc. The art gallery is upstairs
in three well lighted rooms. You can see that it was a beautiful, clear
and happy day. We three worked together in the museum stores and we
had LOTS to talk about. Chisme.
Tuesday, December 05, 2017
Sunday, December 03, 2017
I love living in a city with an opera house, even if we no longer go to many
extravaganzas. In fact it has probably been years and years ~ decades?
But last night Carlini and I went to the world premiere of Girls of the
Golden West and we had a glorious time. First dinner in the downstairs
cafe and then to our overpriced balcony seats. We paid way too much for
the tickets (I learned a lesson here ~ go to the ticket window) and the
buffet dinner was $45, imagine. But as we all learn as we chug through
life, sometimes it is just more than acceptable to splurge.
This new opera had a bad review, by the way, but we both enjoyed all
the drama and since it was in English, we pretty much knew what was
going on. Beautiful voices, no memorable tunes. A huge cast. Oh,
first act was 78 minutes, 25 minute intermission, 93 minute second
act and that is a l-o-n-g time to sit in tiny seats. Home late.
Funniest scene: all of us out in front with our phones after the opera. Is
that my Lyft? It's a silver Nissan. No that's a Toyota. Driver calls to
say he is blinking his lights, all drivers are blinking their lights. Poor
security guard trying to help. Modern life after the glamour of the
old and posh opera house.
Observation ~ lots of young people at the opera! Hooray. Also people
still dress with care. I only saw one or two jean-clad opera goers, but
lots of long dresses and sparkle. Men in ties. What? Well, then I think,
at these prices...
Saturday, December 02, 2017
Friday, December 01, 2017
I know, I know ~ we have so damn many museums here in SF and yet I
still rank the Oakland Museum as one of my favorites. I went here
Wednesday to have lunch with Ken (the person, not the car) who used
to work with me way back in the day at Barnes and Noble. Good
food at the museum cafe and so much to see. I love their contemporary
California artists upstairs and this one by Nathan Oliviera is special.
Lots of Joan Brown too and we all know how much I love her work.
(I wasn't wild about the exhibit of changing lights and blow-ups, it
reminded me of those horrid xmas front lawn santas and snow men.)
Thursday, November 30, 2017
That's Jeff Daniels pictured, but the women are really the stars in Godless.
It's violent and rough, but that's the Wild West for you. Some beautiful
photography, especially of horses. From the Flix®.
Then last night we watched two episodes of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel
on Amazon Prime. The 50's in NYC ~ great fun. It's a comedy and I
feel free recommending this to everyone. Enjoy.
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Nap time for twelve puppies at the SPCA. One mother doing double duty
for her six and then the other six pups whose mom could not be found.
Soon the pups will be eating and mom can rest and go to the spa. She
deserves it. It is amazing to watch them sleep like this. Each one already
has a name because the vets need to check them out and administer meds
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Fresh Dungeness crab ~ hooray. This is the first year in ages that there
hasn't been some reason to delay the bounty. The crab fishers will strike
or there is a suspected ailment or buyers and sellers can't decide on a
price. But this year it is on time, not expensive (this whole beauty for
$9.95 cleaned and cooked) and simply luscious. Reason enough to live
in the Bay Area as far as we are concerned. Don't forget the fresh
sour dough bread and say "Yummmmm!" every three minutes.
Monday, November 27, 2017
Sunday, November 26, 2017
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Friday, November 24, 2017
|RR's 14th birthday!|
|Our lovely dinner|
Husbando and I did the dishes and napped after she left. Then we started
on "Godless" on the Flix® and that gets our seal of approval, so far.
(A cooking note here with a nod to Chef Sarah ~ we soaked the mini
turkeys in buttermilk the night before, then a dollop of duck fat so
they browned beautifully and seemed extra tender.)
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
I had lunch with Frances yesterday and she was in a happy state of mind
because of the new addition to their home. Meet Tayto, named after an
Irish potato chip. The windows at Macy's are full of dogs and cats and
soon I will go down to see for myself and pester passerby people for donations.
Tayto is a brand new kitten, weighing only two pounds. Sweet.
Monday, November 20, 2017
|RR (right) and her mother the Blogmaid|
I felt so special being invited to the Open House at Mercy High School in
Burlingame yesterday. It is an all girls school and RR will probably be
going there for four years beginning next year. I had a wonderful time
going into classrooms, gym, library, chapel and meeting lots of students
and teachers. And yes, RR is taller than her mama and will soon be
taller than me.
Sunday, November 19, 2017
Saturday, November 18, 2017
IQ ~ the initials of a young black man in L.A. who is brilliant and who
solves crimes that don't really interest the police because of their
"who-cares-about-the-ghetto?" philosophy. This is fresh and fun and a
wonderful escape from the perils of the holidaze.
Friday, November 17, 2017
Because I use this blog as a reference tool, I will share my b.day happiness
here ~ thank you, dear friends. Today to the gym and normal food:
- Sunday ~ Zuni brunch with Pamela and Joe (and walk to Stuff)
- Monday ~ lunch with Steve Olian at Noeteca
- Tuesday ~ Farina on Valencia for luscious lunch with Doug and Barb
- Wednesday ~ dinner with Husbando at Chez Marius (escargot!)
- Thursday ~ lunch with Ginger at Kokkari
Thursday, November 16, 2017
A Glass of Water
I pour a glass of water for myself.
I watch what greys it gathers from the room.
It's not to drink. I want the wanting of
a glass and water sleep can come between.
The glass of water sits there half the year.
Its level drops. Its bubbles bloom and burst.
I get the glass of water's hardly you,
and still I rise to mouthing arid toasts:
to hunger, thirst; to bliss that goes without;
to love abstained, the lull until the flood;
to near enough to touch it hurts, and not;
all windblown wishes, thistles in a field.
I tilt the glass of water to my lips.
I hold like this, before the wanting stops.
The Gallery Press
The Gallery Press
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
After our Sunday lunch we walked from Zuni to Valencia Street to
checkout the strange and wonderful Stuff store. Two floors of used
items, all for sale. It's a treasure trove and always a lot of fun. (On
Friday I will recap this Foodie Festival birthday week and other stuff.)
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
This is the new security guard at the SPCA. I believe it is a giant
camera, but I'm not sure. Yesterday a man walking by thought that I
was controlling K-9 with my iPhone. It's huge and heavy, but I
still think it might end up in the back of a pick-up truck. It probably
goes inside at night, freaking out the dogs and cats as he rolls by.
Monday, November 13, 2017
...has its conservatives. Not to judge, but they are always the worst ~ even
our own Christian evangelicals. When we were in NYC I was fascinated
by the Hasidic Jews ~ long black coats on the hottest days. Women always
with strollers filled with babies. One of Us is a Flix® documentary about
several Jews who are trying to leave the Community. There are way more
Hasidics than I knew and they stay strong by subjugating women and
educating their young to avoid people on the outside and never, ever
use the internet. This movie left many questions, but answered a few.
Sunday, November 12, 2017
Husbando devours restaurant reviews and recently read that we needed
to try the sliders at Original Joe's in Westlake. Off we went yesterday
to sit at the counter and eat too much. Yes, delicious, and of course one of
the benefits of this restaurant is that there is free parking. We also split
a huge chopped Italian salad, yum.