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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and … Continue reading →

Though it is now officially known as Veteran’s Day, I prefer to call this day of remembrance by its original and much more poetic title: Armistice Day. This morning I woke, made some good, strong coffee and sat in front … Continue reading →

Robert Zimmerman and I must be on the same wavelength today — this first day of November, 2003. I have been listening to Bob Dylan all afternoon…and marveling, all over again, at the sheer genius of the man — as … Continue reading →

“I love cozying down on the couch and watching Jackass with you and Pig, Mommy. Jackass brings us closer together as a family.” — Most earnestly and sincerely uttered by my nine-year-old son, Hunter, last night as we were trick … Continue reading →

Inspired by the darling who states: My fantasy job has always been to be the person sitting in a room somewhere making up all the names for lipsticks and eyeshadows and nail polish. I ask you…how brilliant and extraordinary is … Continue reading →

I am helplessly, hopelessly in love…with Johnny Knoxville. There is just something about that Capuchin monkey body and that wicked, impish, boyish grin that melts my heart and makes me go moist in places better left unsaid. Hark! What is … Continue reading →

Aside from workers and citizens publicly takin’ names and kickin’ ass on the bastard grocery moguls, I have noticed a few other benefits directly related to the grocery workers strike here in Southern California: 1) Unswerving social and political convictions … Continue reading →

About 7 or 8 years ago, I read a really fascinating article in Rolling Stone that polled something like 500 musicians from all walks of life — including the likes of Sting, Bono, Bruce Springsteen, David Bowie, Iggy Pop, Elvis … Continue reading →

As I am sure you are well aware, here in sunny Southern California there is a grocery workers strike underway, and I cannot tell you how proud I am of the way my fellow San Diegans are turning out — … Continue reading →

Three things that scare me: 1: a june bug flying into my hair 2: harm coming to one of my little trio of darling larvae 3: the current and very real threat to women’s reproductive rights Three people who make … Continue reading →