Category: Storytelling

That ain’t the problem. I have no shortage of things to write about. That ain’t the problem. That’s never been the problem.

When I realize that I’ll probably miss my 25th grade school reunion in June and I miss my mother on mother’s day and I wish I had been at my brother’s birthday sendoff before his next trip to Greece, I sometimes think about moving back to New York. Other times I don’t: Sure, you passed…

Spring comes to San Francisco. Rich Frankel’s got foxgloves coming up everywhere.

A week ago today, before I realized how sick I was getting, I made it down to downtown Oakland for (second?) Oakland bloggers’ (and auxiliary) luncheon at the Pacific Coast Brewery, aka Ladies (& Gents) Who Lunch (or: A much-needed excuse to leave the house). What a great gang of folks, some familiar to me…

My friend in New Orleans sent me this link to the article about Ornette’s performance at Jazz Fest from the Times-Picayune.

Everyone says it’s rained pretty hard the whole time we were out of town, but it was only partly cloudy (thick, fat clouds, though, with gray areas) last night and today I’m seeing the same windswept crystal blue sky we had in New Orleans, decorated by the local variety of cloudfluff, so maybe the same…