Sexy San Francisco

Two views from Coit Tower of the city and the bay. Golden Gate Park The Heads having a shower across from the Embarcadero. I hope Pat’s is still there. The colors sucked me in the door. Breakfast was delicious.
This is the short and the long of it . . . William Shakespeare

Two views from Coit Tower of the city and the bay. Golden Gate Park The Heads having a shower across from the Embarcadero. I hope Pat’s is still there. The colors sucked me in the door. Breakfast was delicious.

The Vegas strip is stunning. It’s a living four dimensional collage. Click to zoom. I just learned how to put zoom-able pictures in my posts. And I made the medium size larger for those of you with slower machines and the wait for zoom too long. Jim was pretty sneaky. He knew if he said [...]

I just got back from Vegas where I spent a day with Wolynski, among other wonderful adventures. I got my computer back today all nice and clean and I can start blogging again for real. I’ll put up my Vegas photos and admit publicly how much I loved the place. It’s all theater. Unfortunately though, [...]

From my sister: As I walked through the x-ray machine, security asked “Who belongs to this bag?” I should have kept my mouth shut.“Can you step to the security area , please? We need to pat you down.” I spread em and put out my arms while being fondled by a female goliath. She asked [...]

I had lived in Willimantic, Connecticut years ago and I was utterly amazed at the transformation that had taken place at some point during my absence. While driving into town I came to a dead stop in the middle of the road, shocked by the view. In front of me was the bridge over the [...]

I can’t remember which flight this was on. After eight flights back and forth across the country through four airports I had a bad case of passenger seat. On the final leg I had been evacuated from my hotel at four o’clock in the morning. I pack light and I had checked out the night [...]

“I have to tell you something but I don’t want you to be scared,” she said, my sister who lives in the country and skies downhill too steep and fast, races in triathlons, trains horses, breaks her bones on trails. I eased up on the gas pedal. “No, no, no”, she said. “Don’t slow down. [...]