I used to love going to New York City in the fall. While my timing was always a bit off when it came to the leaves changing, I was usually there when the ice rink was up and running in beautiful Rockefeller Center, one of numerous iconic locations throughout that city that I visited each... Continue Reading →
I used to live in downtown San Diego, on the eastern edge of Horton Plaza (which barely exists anymore). This was the view from one of my apartments in the building (I lived in three different ones from 1998 through 2017), facing due east and the Hotel St. James, which was really a Ramada Inn,... Continue Reading →
It's a shame that I have no idea where I took this photo. It almost looks like it's in the desert, but that one lone streetlight gives it away as somewhere, I think in San Diego, maybe in Balboa Park, across the pedestrian bridge into the flower and plant garden on the other side of... Continue Reading →
I've been concerned lately about how much everything seems to be changing. Some of this is due to "progress" (definitely a subjective term), and some of it due to the pandemic, of course. Downtown San Diego is a definite microcosm of this. I don't have very many photos that document these changes, but here are... Continue Reading →
While I’m hopefully not running the risk of sounding like a motivational poster that involves a kitten dangling from a high wire with the partially obscured message in the photo above (taken by me on 2/04/2023 at the beach behind the Hotel del Coronado), I am writing this post in celebration of the two-year anniversary... Continue Reading →
We have a coven of crows near where I live and every evening, just before sunset, they become very active. It's at this point in time that I normally take a short walk, and I see them and hear them--really, REALLY hear them--as they circle around, cawing at each other (or no one in particular).... Continue Reading →
A few days each week, I take the long walk up into the Village in Coronado, along the bay, past Tidelands Park, and under that incredible blue bridge that links the island with the mainland. It passes by the Coronado golf course after you're under the bridge, so watch out for flying golf balls and... Continue Reading →
I don't know why the sky seems bigger in California than it ever did in Pennsylvania. At this point in my life, I've lived in San Diego longer than anywhere else, but I can never seem to get over the fact that the sky seems so much bigger. Maybe it was all those trees back... Continue Reading →
Another photo from my filtered period, when I first started on Instagram. This is from Liberty Station, a mixed-use arts, shopping, and dining district that was reclaimed from an old military installation on Point Loma in San Diego. I love the colors here, augmented by me, but nonetheless a great combination. And I also love... Continue Reading →
I feel lucky living in a small town that has its own movie theater. I used to make the 15-mile each-way trek to ArcLight up in University Town Center in La Jolla when I wanted to see a movie, and that chain doesn't exist anymore, sad to say. I loved seeing movies there. It was... Continue Reading →
New year, new banner! In honor of the debut of our new feature, "Tales from My Spinner Rack," we're featuring a brand new banner based on the graphics I'm creating special for each weekly post. The image above shows the filtered graphic, while the one below shows the original photo, compiled from four different pics... Continue Reading →
From the Home Office in San Diego, CA I had a most-excellent 2022. Despite some money setbacks (a large rent increase and a large investment decrease to my retirement funds … thanks, Wall Street!), the year was as close a return to normal for me as I could possibly expect. When I started thinking about... Continue Reading →
I don't know about you, dear reader, but I am winding down for the year. And make no mistake, 2022 was a very good year for me, particularly considering the previous two years! I hope to be more motivated to write and post in 2023, including finally finishing my series, "My Life in Comics." There... Continue Reading →
I always think about Peanuts and Charles M. Schulz at this time of year. A Charlie Brown Christmas is so ingrained into the hearts and minds of anyone who grew up in the last half-century—especially those of us who saw it when it first debuted in 1965 on CBS—not to mention Schulz's ongoing Christmas strips... Continue Reading →
Don't worry, I'm fine. But this photo takes me back to when the chairs out in my "backyard" were multi-colored, and not just painted black like they are now. The now-not-so-new owners of my apartment complex evidently hired some kind of color consultant who wants everything to be just simple black and white. They painted... Continue Reading →
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