Long ago and far away, in my childhood home of Tamaqua, PA, I was a very small (and young) part of a family business. To be honest, it was just a store that I visited. I never worked for it, I was too young. But when I stop and think back on it from this... Continue Reading →
Keep it simple, stupid. I live in such a ridiculously scenic town and I'm so lucky to do so, since travel is not entirely viable right now. I have a short trip planned in about three weeks, but we'll see if I'm able to pull it off or if I'm "stuck" here at home. In... Continue Reading →
Call it the wind or my favorite San Diego weather expression, which the weather guys and dolls love to use: "atmospheric river," but sometimes the clouds just change their mind and become something totally different. I love this recent shot above Coronado (palm tree for location verisimilitude), where the clouds just totally decided to change... Continue Reading →
I graduated art school in March of 1976 with a degree in Visual Communications, but I failed to become the comic book artist that I hoped to become when I enrolled at the Art Institute of Pittsburgh. After some lackluster job searches (I was hired and then promptly fired from a prominent Pittsburgh advertising agency... Continue Reading →
London is on my mind a lot right now. I have a trip planned for late September and I go back and forth on a moment's notice as to whether or not I should go. Everything is paid for and I'm fully vaccinated, but the US has placed the UK on "Level 4: Do Not... Continue Reading →
I can’t begin to count how many movie theaters I’ve been to in my lifetime. There have been spectacular ones, like Radio City Music Hall in New York City and the Odeon Leicester Square in London, and rinky-dink ones, like the little shoebox one (also in NYC) where I saw the Tower Records documentary, All... Continue Reading →
This weekend marks the fourth anniversary of my big move across the pond (well … bay) to Coronado from downtown San Diego. By 2017 I had become pretty disenfranchised with living downtown. I moved into the heart of the Gaslamp Quarter in December of 1998 and at first it was everything I ever wanted: An... Continue Reading →
Well, I'd rather be referred to as eclectic than eccentric. The latter implies a polite description of a crazy person wearing a tin-foil hat ranting about aliens, while the former denotes a person of rare taste, at least in my lexicon. This building is from a recent jaunt to Point Loma, part of San Diego.... Continue Reading →
I’m not sure what happened to July. It passed quickly and quietly. Maybe it’s because I spent a lot of time reading comic books and books about comics, although I did fit in one disappointing novel. Let’s get that out of the way first. Falling by T. J. NewmanThis is the second time this summer... Continue Reading →
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