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A New Year

January 28, 2019

OxiClean for the Eyes

Had my second cataract removed on Tuesday (the other side had been done two weeks ago), replaced by an intraocular lens, and the color I used to see, with a grayish-tan tint, that I had simply thought of as Desert, is now bright, with a hint of blue, rather what OxiClean does for your dingy white sheets.  Or like brightening a photo with Photoshop.  Amazing!  Plus I have discarded my graduated tri-focals and can now read (except for the fine print on prescription bottles), and see mid and far distant.  Wow!

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone…
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind.
It’s gonna be a bright, bright, bright
Sun-Shiny day.

Yes, many of you have emailed me to see if I’m okay, not having blogged in almost five months.  Just over-dosed on computer usage with my FEMA job, and quit end of October.  Have traveled a bit since then, first with Road Scholar (and a marvelous group) to Vietnam and Cambodia, then to my brother’s in northern Sonoma for Thanksgiving, and to my son’s in Vancouver for Christmas.  This year am back to my five-day-a-week exercise classes, seeing friends here in Tucson, these surgeries, and two tennis clinics so far as I think I’ll get back into the game.  Depending on my sticktoitiveness, I’ll try to give you the backstory.

The Wall

But before I do that, I’d like to rant.  We had thirty-five days of the government shutdown, but I’ll bet the prez still had someone to make his bed and cook his meals.  Or is that why he served take-out hamburgers and pizzas to the Clemson University Tigers at the White House?  trumps-sandwich-celebration.  Anyway, I donated yet more money for the Community Food Bank as they had to feed government workers too.  (I wrote this before Trump Announces 3-Week Government Reopen, Threatens New Shutdown If Border Wall Not Funded.  I had to look up the sword of Damocles.)

“I think everybody’s relieved that the government’s getting back open,” said Sen. James Lankford, R-Okla. “But I think everyone’s still a little tenuous because we’ve got a sword of Damocles hanging over us three weeks from now to see if we can get things worked out.”

But hey, when we didn’t have enough money for our schools (Arizona ranks 47th out of 50 for expenditures per student – least-on-education), we’d do a phone-a-thon.  (I had been chair of our school district’s foundation, and know them well.)  So maybe Trump should call all of his rich buds and get them to fork out the money for The Wall.  And he could spend as much as he got.  Someone else has started for him:

Florida veteran Brian Kolfage, 37, created the fundraiser titled “We The People Will Fund The Wall.”  …By [December 21] the GoFundMe reached $10.9 million…

Last of Orlando

(Wrote this last October, but never finished the post.)

Hope I never see it again.  Bad enough to be working in a freezing cold office (read about how men decide the temperatures, which are generally 5 degrees cooler than women prefer – chilly-at-work) all day long, then half a day Saturday, in front of a computer, but the work got too depressing with changes in rules.  Imagine if an outfielder caught a fly and at that point it was ruled that flies caught within 10 feet of the fence don’t count, and any that were caught that close within the past 11 months shall be ruled invalid, thus changing the scores of games.  Aargh!  Yes, I know that we were working with an entirely new system (totally computerized for the first time), and “they” were working out the details as we went along, but my applicants were not pleased, and, of course, I was their fall guy.

Here are a few of the enjoyable times from the last month or so:

View across the Lake

This is a sunset shot from my last “villa” rental.  Couldn’t decide which exposure I liked best.

Epcot Center

More photos from Epcot Center from my ears series:

Frank Lloyd Wright

Once voted by The Princeton Review as “The Most Beautiful Campus in the Nation,” Florida Southern College is a National Historic Landmark, and home to Child of the Sun, the world’s largest single-site collection of Frank Lloyd Wright architecture.

There was an ad for the tours on NPR, and it sounded interesting, so I took a four-hour tour.  The buildings had engaging design, but it was depressing to see the lack of upkeep.  That seems to have been a problem with so many of Wright’s buildings.  Shown here are the Usonian House, which wasn’t built until 2013, but is used as the Tourism and Education Center.  Next the Water Dome “symbolizing the fountain of knowledge”, then the Annie Pfeiffer Chapel and one of the esplanades which give needed shade.  (The supports are said to suggest the orange trees that were then numerous on campus.)  I believe the next are the Ordway Arts Building and the William Danforth Chapel.  I have a lot of detail photos of doors set on piano hinges, and so on, but this is enough.


My daughter had given 23andMe to my son for Xmas last year, and he gave a packet to me.  They keep asking you to fill out more forms.  I finally got tired of it, until I thought I’d see if I’m going to get Late-Onset Alzheimer’s Disease or Age-Related Macular Degeneration.  Never mind. That costs $125 extra.


I had written this about the Kavanaugh hearing, what, seven years ago?  Seems like ages ago, but so nice to quote…

Krysta Fitch, a 34-year-old stay-at-home mother in Walls, Miss., said she cast the first vote in her life for Mr. Trump and enthusiastically joined his rally in the nearby town of Southaven this month. She said that women have no business running for president. “In the Bible it says that a man is responsible for leading his household,” she said. “And a woman’s only supposed to step up if he’s not willing. Aside from that, women are just too emotional. I feel like it would be dangerous to have a woman in a position to potentially start a war.”

Phew!  Didn’t she watch Dr Ford’s calm demeanor and Judge Kavanaugh’s literally screaming and crying about calendars? (Getty Images)

May give all y’all more updates more frequently.


September 9, 2018

Saw Crazy Rich Asians two weeks ago. I also read about the controversy over casting Nick, as Henry Golding is only half Asian. He’s trending now.  Instagram photo of him at Tom Ford’s spring collection, between Anna Wintour and Cardi B. The entire rest of the cast is made up of Asians from all over the globe, including Ronny Chieng who is an annoying senior correspondent on Trevor Noah’s The Daily Show; he plays an equally annoying character in the movie.

Rich Asians reminded me of Ali Wong: Baby Cobra (on Netflix); she’s a bit too profane for me but did crack me up at this description of her husband:

Asian-American men are very underrated. I don’t know why people don’t go for them. They’re the sexiest. Asian men are the sexiest. They got no body hair from the neck down. It’s like making love to a dolphin. Oh, my God. It’s so smooth, just like a slip and slide…  And then Asian men, no body odor. None. They just smell like responsibility. That’s where the umami flavor comes from.

The same idea as Rich Asians (rich boy falls for poor girl and mother isn’t pleased) carries two Netflix series – Meteor Garden (Chinese) and Boys over Flowers (Korean), both with subtitles and both based on the same manga series.  But these are set in high school with an edge to the plot – rich boy with attitude falls for poor girl with attitude.  Frankly, good escapism from work.


Was reading, in the NY Times, about a new Amazon series with Maya Rudolph; I don’t have Amazon, but it mentioned her SNL impersonization of Donatella Versace, so I had to check them out.  LOL. There are three on this link:  Versace. Then, since the last one had Mick Jagger, had to check out his nine SNL sketches (which you can also do from that link).  He’s also a kick.


Labor Day last weekend so spent Sunday at Epcot Center with two guys from work.  Probably shouldn’t have gone to the first weekend of the its International Food & Wine Festival; parking was zooey, but there are trams to take you to the in lines (followed by the check bags line). Nine hours, and more than I usually drink, but also more than I usually eat. 90° and 78% humidity, with a few very short rains.  Then, at the end of the day when I was looking like a drowned rat, they thought we should take pictures.

Hurricanes and Other Disasters

We are watching the weather here – please no hurricane until we’ve completed processing the last one!  This from Brock:

Once again, we find ourselves looking at multiple storms threatening the United States at the height of hurricane season.  Right now, a Tropical Cyclone is bearing down on Guam and will likely make landfall early next week, Hurricane Oliva is tracking towards Hawaii with effects potentially starting as early as Tuesday, Hurricane Florence will begin to intensify again as it heads toward the East Coast, and there are other storms brewing in the Caribbean and off the coast of Africa.  I cannot recall a time when so many intense storms threatened the United States in such a short timeframe.  Added to that, the area of concern spans more than half the globe…

Orlando Art

July 15, 2018

Last weekend went to the Orlando Museum of Art. Behind the front desk were two large-scale charcoals by Robert Longo.  (See tma for another.)  In the courtyard a large Chihuly.  (Scroll down in denver-2014 for many more.)

Then the Florida Prize in Contemporary Art.  The Florida Prize, now in its fifth year, is an invitational exhibition recognizing 10 progressive artists working in the Sunshine State.

Carlos Betancourt’s “Let Them Feel Pink,” a 26-foot-long banquet table topped with a smorgasbord of objects including a giant pelican, all in pepto-bismol pink:

There were many of his photos too.  This huge one, Castro in Triumphant Advance to Havana, piqued my interest.  He was born in Puerto Rico; check him out in Wikipedia.  He was selected as the “People’s Choice” award recipient.

I did a double-take with Gonzalo Fuenmayor’s The Seeds of Decadence andTropicalypse.  They almost looked like black-and-white photos, but were ginormous charcoal works.  The first is a negative of a Drawing Room at Buckingham Palace.  A section of it at right.  I just took these photos with my camera, so resoution isn’t great, but you can click on them to see them larger.  He was born in Colombia, but has resided of the US for over 20 years.

His recurrent opulent and decadent charcoal drawings have grown dramatically in scale and complexity with two monumental multi-panel, charcoal drawings such as “Tropicalypse” and “The Seeds of Decadence”. These massive works portray two seemingly disparate scenarios: While the drawing “Tropicalypse” portrays an imaginary apocalyptic landscape of burning palm trees; a gesture alluding to the palm tree as an archetype of “tropical culture” in America, “The Seeds of Decadence” depicts a lavish and opulent Victorian room with inverted values.  TROPICALYPSE

This by Kenya (Robinson), the recipient of $20,000 (the “Florida Prize”), considers white male supremacy (but no one mentioned the fake grass buddah).  Guess the artist’s race and gender.

The #WHITEMANINMYPOCKET, a project that began in 2013, is a work in which (Robinson) imagined a small, corporate-clad, plastic figure as a talismanic reminder that “white male heteronormative supremacy is an idea not restricted to phenotype, gender or nationality.” In fact, (Robinson) suggests that, “the -ism is insidious because we each believe in it a small amount, creating a dense network to be challenged internally, and as a societal task.”

I have many more photographs, but I  think this is enough for today.

Sink Holes

Sink holes are big in Florida (except for the small ones).  I’ve been watching one slowly grow next to the road I take from my hotel to work.  I first noticed it as a leaning power pole and a chainlink fence, covered with a vine (kudzu – the vine that is trying to take over the South?), sinking into the ground.  The fence has gone from about 10 yards to 40 yards underground so far.

This from the Orlando Sentinel (Monday, July 9, 2018):
Several guests were evacuated after buildings crumbled when a sinkhole formed at the Summer Bay Resort on US Highway 192 in Clermont near Walt Disney World.

This explanation offered by Cloud9 Services:

Types of Sinkholes Found in Florida

… Dissolution is a process where surface rock is soluble to weak acids and becomes dissolved. Suffusion forms cavities below the land …

Dissolution sinkholes of dolomite or limestone are most intense when water first contacts the rock’s surface…

…cover-subsidence sinkholes… develop gradually. Their cover sediments are permeable and also contain sand. Usually they form in areas with thicker brush [and] may go undetected for long periods of time since they are hard to spot. With new construction… they become uncovered.

…collapse sinkholes can develop over a period of hours [and] are devastating; you probably seen photos of them devour a family’s home…  They occur when the covering sediments contain a vast majority of clay. Over time, erosion, ground water flow, and deposition of the sinkhole will cause a surface depression and a cave-in from below.

Post rain

It does rain almost every day now, and afterwards the sidewalk around our office is patrolled by tiny six-lined racerunners, a few dragonflies doing their thing, a few brown aloles on the wall, showing off their orange crests.  Racerunners can grow to 12” so I wondered why these were so small, and then I saw the egret.  Guess she (so graceful I made her female) was picking them off before they had time to grow up.

Phone Booth

Scott Pruitt is gone.  So I asked my boss if we couldn’t request his $48K phone booth.  We have no place here for private conversations.

I was thinking of Superman and his phone booth.   I can understand that he had his diver’s skin/bicycler’s lyrca under his suit, but where was the cape?  And does he leave his shoes and suit (neatly folded) in the booth?  What about his wallet?


The lights here in Orlando are three to four times as long as those in Tucson.  It was a culture shock being back in Tucson –  I was stopped at a light and had no time to drink coffee or file my nails or read a book, the light changes to green so fast!

But long stoplights are not the problem on I-4.  This from the Orlando Sentinel:

Declaring that taxpayers deserve to know more, Central Florida’s Democratic U.S. Reps… today asked the state’s top transportation official why the “I-4 Ultimate project is both behind schedule and over budget.”

Other stories are Surviving I-4: Punctured tires, busted windshields – “Oh lord, please”, Construction resumes on I-4 Ultimate project after worker’s death, Local reactions mixed to plans to tear apart, rebuild SR 436 intersection with I-4, and more.


Some people worry about losing as they grow older: their eyesight, their hearing, their hair, their minds.  Some worry about gaining: weight, cataracts, skin tags, nose hair, a wavering in your voice (the website said I need to sing to maintain a robust voice). But I am bothered about the migration.  This is not like the wildebeest migration, which I have witnessed in Tanzania (and I can tell you, I don’t care if I never see another wildebeest again).

Over two million wildebeest, zebras and gazelles move through the Serengeti and Masai Mara ecosystems in search of green pasture, in a regular pattern.

Watching two million anything day after day can get boring.  No, the migration I speak of is more insidious, and quiet.  Not like those animals splashing and braying as the crocodiles catch them in the river (wildebeests).  That “baby fat” that kept your hands soft, which are now witchy, the bones and veins bulging out, slithers up your arms, gathering strength, until it slides down your back, leaving some scouts on guard there, peering over your bra straps, then realigning its forces into a circle, as Cape buffalos do for protection.  Against what?  The hug of a grandchild?  (This circle is sometimes called a tire, although for thin people, such as my brother, it’s usually a bicycle tire.)  Why did evolution create this?

But while the migration is happening, so is calcification.  Don’t stop exercising or you’ll be taken for granite – and exercising is much harder to restart!  Granite doesn’t bend well and moves more slowly.


Two of my friends have been in Glasgow, two others in Amsterdam.  And of course I’m delighted to be in Orlando where it’s 94° (heat index, which takes  into account the 57% humidity, 99°), even hotter than Tucson, whose monsoons have “cooled” the city down to “only” 91° (and with the humidity of 45% still feels like 91°).

In my 40+ years in Tucson I have only seen one haboob, and it was last fall, driving back from Phoenix.  Our climate change must be hatching more.  A friend posted this marvelous video on Facebook.  It shows A mountain, and the two houses I designed and built are right behind it.  haboob

Newfangled Gadgets

I challenge you to guess how to open the back end of my latest rental car, a Ford ecosport.  Bet you can’t figure it out without googling video instructions.


My fortune cookie said, New possibilities with friends are in your future. 

Baked or Steamed

July 2, 2018

Obviously we’re baked in Tucson and steamed in Orlando.

Except in the office, where we’re refrigerated.  Maybe they think that if they keep us cold we’ll work faster to keep warm?

But the A/C was out at work for three days.  The first day the residual cold was extinguished.  After that it gradually warmed, so I wound down from my third layer jacket, then my sweater, to short sleeves, and was actually warm by the third day.  Reminded me of the punch line from the a fifteen stanza poem, The Cremation of Sam McGee, by Robert W Service, Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm.

(You can look it up and read it.  My father used to recite it at campfires every year when we’d go camping, and I memorized it in about the 4th grade.  After I had kids I would recite it at campfires. Had taken them on a raft trip down the Colorado River, and our boatman said he’d recite it at campfire; my son announced, My mom knows it!  So we recited in tandem.  My son also learned it, freaking out my daughter, You sound just like Mom!)


Between the dark and the daylight,
When the rain continues to shower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,
That is known as Commuters’ Hour

Blue Men

They’ve performed at U of A on many occasions, but I’d never gotten around to seeing them, so I bought a ticket at the Universal Theater complex, for the row behind the first 4 rows, where they have a splash zone, like at SeaWorld for the orcas and dolphins shows. They color splashing from the snare drums appeared to be mustard and catsup.  And later on someone smashed bananas. But the audience there were all wearing those $1.95 clear ponchos, which I assume the show gave out.  It was vacuous but fun.  They didn’t allow photos during the act so I just snapped this afterwards.

Distilled Water

We’ve had a number of people who have “demob’ed”.  One of the guys in our group, who went home to get his roof, severely damaged from a storm, fixed.  He left me a gallon of distilled water that he bought to iron his shirts.  (! You can tell he’s old.)  Now I rarely iron, so I thought to just drink it, then thought I ought to check before drinking that water:

Distilled water tends to be acidic and can only be recommended as a way of drawing poisons out of the body. Once this is accomplished, the continued drinking of distilled water is a bad idea. Water filtered through reverse osmosis tends to be neutral and is acceptable for regular use provided minerals are supplemented.

So thought to make coffee from it:

If you care more about the longevity of your coffee maker, feel free to use distilled water. Your morning fuel won’t be great, but it will get the job done. However, if you’re all about stellar coffee, always skip the distilled water. Instead, make coffee with cold tap water. Your taste buds will thank you.

But it works well for my Waterpic.

Six things you could do without

Try to limit it to just six.

Betsy DeVos, office coffee, the Heritage Foundation*, plastic grocery bags, the Syrian war, soda (except for tonic to go  with my gin)…

*…Heritage’s recommendations included some of the most prominent members of Trump’s cabinet: Scott Pruitt, Betsy DeVos (whose in-laws endowed Heritage’s Richard and Helen DeVos Center for Religion and Civil Society)…

…Feulner packaged his fledgling think tank’s ideology into five basic principles: free enterprise, limited government [= no help for the poor], individual freedom, traditional values [=white men in charge] and a strong national defense…

…It published papers advocating making Social Security voluntary, argued against giving striking workers access to food stamps and warned parents about the danger posed by the advancement of “secular humanism” in public schools…

…But Heritage had its complaints about Reagan at the time… “They were looking for competent people,” Nofziger, who had gone on to become a key political strategist for Reagan, later recalled. “I tried to explain to them that the first thing you do is get loyal people, and competence is a bonus.”..

…supported a Heritage agenda that included opening offshore drilling on federal lands; opposing mandatory labeling of genetically engineered food; reducing regulations on for-profit universities; revoking an Obama executive order on green-energy mandates for federal agencies; phasing out federal subsidies for housing; and opposing marriage equality and nondiscrimination protections based on sexual orientation and gender identity…

Grammar Lady

From the person who manages my weekly hotel bills: your welcome
From a reviewer of my documentation: Debris quantity inconsistency’s

A Magical Place

June 4, 2018

Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit
Nothin’ ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Weather most foul…  No – not that bad yet.  Hurricane season does not start until June 1.  But…
Today is the official start of the rainy season; Tropics: hurricane forecasters give 30 percent chance to Gulf disturbance.   florida rain


I started writing this a few weeks ago, but never finished it because not only am I burned out from work but I’m also tired from exercise.

I am presently going to exercise classes during my lunch hour MWF at the Y down the street from work.  They had a 50’s luncheon last week. (No, I did not attend.)  Heard in the locker room: I bought this dress at Goodwill and shortened the skirt to make the jacket.

On TuTh I go to a Cardio Strength class after work at the Y a couple of miles from the hotel where I’m saying.  Heard two women in class talking last week: I’m so excited about the cruise!  Yes, I really enjoyed it.

Diocese of Orlando

All of my Applicants are PNPs.  Some are schools in our diocese.

William Borders, the first Bishop of the Roman Catholic Diocese of Orlando, claimed in 1969 to Pope Paul VI that the then-active 1917 Code of Canon Law placed newly explored territory under the ecclesiastical jurisdiction of the port of departure, making the Diocese of Orlando responsible for the moon following the flight of Apollo 11. (Wikipedia)

However, their insurance policy does not cover:

11.  Satellites and spacecraft while on the launch pad, or after time of launch…


I figured that since I’m living next to SeaWorld I ought to go once.  (Had offered to fly my daughter’s family here, with my frequent flyer miles, for Spring Break, but she said they couldn’t afford the amusement parks once they were here.  Orlando is a magical place. But I hadn’t even looked at prices.  Walt Disney World and SeaWorld – $100 per person per day!  How was it that the place was crowded with families?)  The previous weekend it rained, but my phone’s weather said overcast for this Saturday, but no rain.  So Friday I got sucked in by the Visit SeaWorld for one day and save $20 when you book your tickets in advance.  $80.  Plus tax.  You guessed it: my phone still said no rain, but yup, there was precipitation.

So I did my grocery shopping and laundry and went after lunch, when my phone said it was raining, but it wasn’t.

They still work with orcas – six.  One of their tricks is to make sure that the audience in the Splash Zone gets wet.  (And they must be messy eaters because a couple of egrets hang around.)

And they still show the standard dolphins doing tricks, and it’s amazing how they can stand straight up in the water working their tail fins.  The trainers are super agile.

They also save a lot of manatees.  Hurricane Irma was hard on them – many stranded pups separated ftom their moms.  And sea turtles – on the right.  (Had a closer look when I took my kids, when they were young, to Costa Rica and we watched a larger one lay her eggs, up close and personal.)

Here’s an injured dolphin, healing, that is fascinated by umbrellas, and on the right a sea turtle.  (Had a closer look when I took my kids, when they were young, to Costa Rica and we watched a larger one lay her eggs, up close and personal.

It’s funny taking photos of fish here, as the displays I’ve seen while scuba diving were far superior, but I never bought an underwater camera.  Yellow tang.  However, I’ve never seen a wobbegon shark (right) in the wild.  (Have seen many sharks – even went on a shark dive in Fiji.  Shark dive)

Another funny thing – my favorite show did not involve sea creatures; it was Pets Ahoy!  (Might also be because  it was the end of the day, I was tired and glad to sit down.)  These are official SeaWorld photos – much better than mine.  All of the animals in the show, dogs and cats, a rat, ducks and doves, and a potbellied pig, were so well trained and the skits were Laugh-In -style funny.

It starts with a (cute) rat, running onstage, then through a small door, a cat in pursuit, followed by a little dog, coming out a second door, going through a third, and so on.

What got me were trained cats!  That is a cat weaving through her legs as she walks.  (An undersized dog does it too.)  Have you ever owned a cat?  I thought I was doing well getting mine to come when called!  They has something like a dozen trained cats!  Amazing!

What’s especially nice is that, All of the animals that star in Pets Ahoy! have been adopted from local rescue shelters and given a new home at SeaWorld.


April 22, 2018

I do so like being home, spending time with family and friends, and working in my garden, even if it only is for a week of “rotation”.  Harvested four round carrots (easier to grown in the desert hardpan soil), two stubby bell peppers,  five small japanese eggplants, and one ripe cherry tomato.  The squash is in bloom and there are dozens of green cherry tomatoes, but the brussel sprout plant is not producing yet.  These are all plants that didn’t die back in the winter.  I’m working my own compost (produced by slow but steady worms) into the soil to plant more on my next visit home.  The Abert’s towhee is enjoying water in the birdbath; fun to watch him revel in it.  Quail investigating the yard; guess they haven’t had chicks yet.  And lots of collared lizards enjoying the sun.

Wednesday friend K and I saw an art movie at the Loft, Leaning into the Wind – Andy Goldsworthy.  I love his work, and have two books of it, but now he’s doing a kind of performance art (like climbing through hedges, as in this photo).  Here’s a trailer: into the Wind

The next day we took a tour of University of Arizona’s Environment + Natural Resources Building II by Richärd+Bauer Architecture.  Awesome building which earned LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design – I am accredited in it) Platinum Certification.

The vision for the Environment and Natural Sciences complex (ENR2)… sustainable design. The University’s goals: this project is the centerpiece of environmental research, the building should have a definable iconic identity… serving as a living and learning laboratory, and be the most sustainable on campus…

Organized about a central “slot canyon”; curvilinear anodized aluminum ribbons define the walls of the central canyon, recalling the terra cotta walls of the natural canyon, leaning overhead, and falling away. The vertical striations of the anodized scrim recall the desert varnish pattern of the Navajo tapestry and the canyon walls. As in the natural environs, each terrace reflects the elevated desert floor, with native trees, grasses, shrub, and stone. The canyon floor is a sand and stone dry bed, which gathers the rainwater and guides it into storage cisterns for reuse…

Walked the U (of Az) this morning w/ friend B and her dog, and brunch at the B-line.  Weather lovely: 64° feels like 84°.


You must read 40 Sea Gulls Wrecked His Hotel Room. 17 Years Later, a Pepperoni Pardon.

Florida Art

I’ve not been posting as often because I spend at least 7 3/4 hours a day on the computer at work, so I’m not enthusiastic about working on my tablet on weekends. But St. Petersburg was fun a few weekends ago. I had to go to the Dali Museum. It was built by Reynolds and Eleanor Morse who, in 1943, married, became friends with Dali, and bought their first work of his.  In 1982 they built this museum to house the largest collection of Dalí’s works outside Europe.  The architecture was amusing.  Those colored ropes, trailing from the tree in the wind, are made up of the bracelets we got when we entered the museum.  When you leave, you contribute to art.  The spiral staircase is in the center.

Dali’s style changed with the times.  Here are some of my favorites.  Love this Post-Impressionist scene, Cadaques, 1923.  (Cadaqués is a town in Catalonia, Spain where Dali spent summers as a boy and later made his home as an adult.)

The Portrait of My Dead Brother is huge – 69 in x 69 in.  This older brother was also named Salvador and died at the age of two, before the second Salvador was born.  When you’re close to it you see only the cherries (click on the photo and enlarge to see them) – the two under his nose have joined stems representing him and his brother.  Sorry not great focus – I was using a phone to photograph.  Had to take that one from a room away.

This Surrealistic self-portrait of Dalí surrounded by the elements of war, Daddy Longlegs of the Evening–Hope! was painted in 1939 in the US, where Dali and his wife sought refuge during World War II (The daddy longlegs spider, when seen in the evening, is a French symbol for hope.)  This was the Morses’ first purchase, a wedding present for themselves.

You’ll have to look up this Surrealistic painting, The Discovery of America by Christopher Columbus, to understand all of the references.  It took over a year to paint and is so large, over 14 feet tall and 9 feet wide, I couldn’t get back far enough, with the crowds of people, for a straight shot.  It is amazing.

There is a room where you put on goggles and earphones to move through space made up of symbols in Dali’s paintings.  Sound has been added.  Much fun!

Even the gift shop has Art: this car.

Then the Imagine Museum, a glass museum, which was free that family Saturday, with children doing projects in the cafe area.  Can’t imagine them touring the glass exhibits.  Asked one of the women in charge – she said it was “a challenge.”  I have the names of the artists who did these marvelous pieces, if anyone is interested.

This is not my best photograph.  These are all glass copies of plastic containers.


This is all glass.  Amazing.  I had lots more photos, but can’t find them now.  Took them with my FEMA iphone.


Anyway, am leaving Tucson tomorrow morning to get back to work.  So figured I ought to post this.  Hasta…

March Sadness

March 27, 2018

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table

It’s raining and the low barometric pressure has made me sleepy, so I left work after only eight hours, and am having a very small cup of iced coffee.

Thinning ranks:  First, one of my compatriots went on leave for two weeks because his wife had breast cancer surgery; he may have to go home again for her chemo.  Then a friend was rear-ended (the perpetrator left the scene) resulting in her rental car jumping a construction barrier; it was totaled; she is taking leave to deal with her subsequent back problems.  And my boss’s wife, six+ months pregnant, has endometriosis, so he’s gone home to take care of their three-year-old.

Missed blogging for the past couple of weeks.  First Pi Day, 3/14.  A retired Japanese engineer, Akira Haraguchi, born 1946, memorized π up to 111,700 digits in 2015.  I believe that is the latest world record.

Stephen Hawking

Then theoretical physicist Stephen Hawking died, the three years he had been given to live after his diagnosis of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) having stretched to 55.  I was one of ten million people who tried to read A Brief History of Time, widely called the most unread book of all time.  His computer-generated voice was known to millions of people around the world.

I remember watching him give a lecture in China. (He could just set his computer for Chinese.)  And I saw The Theory of Everything (which details the life of Hawking) in 2014, for which Eddie Redmayne won the Academy Award for Best Actor.  But I hadn’t realized that Hawking had been on the Simpsons numerous times! Simpsons.

Hawking said he wasn’t sure which was the bigger disappointment: His own failure to formulate a unified field theory, or the Springfield intellectuals’ failure to transform the town.

And he appeared on Star Trek TNG Star Trek TNG, playing poker with Data, Isaac Newton, and Albert Einstein.  But he had a problem when he recently commented on our president:

Stephen Hawking Angers Trump Supporters with Baffling Array of Long Words

By Andy Borowitz May 31, 2016

LONDON (The Borowitz Report)—The theoretical physicist Stephen Hawking angered supporters of Donald J. Trump on Monday by responding to a question about the billionaire with a baffling array of long words.

Speaking to a television interviewer in London, Hawking called Trump “a demagogue who seems to appeal to the lowest common denominator,” a statement that many Trump supporters believed was intentionally designed to confuse them.

Moments after Hawking made the remark, Google reported a sharp increase in searches for the terms “demagogue,” “denominator,” and “Stephen Hawking.”

“For a so-called genius, this was an epic fail,” Trump’s campaign manager, Corey Lewandowski, said. “If Professor Hawking wants to do some damage, maybe he should try talking in English next time.”

Later in the day, Hawking attempted to clarify his remark about the presumptive Republican Presidential nominee, telling a reporter, “Trump bad man. Real bad man.”

Japanese Garden

Last weekend I went to the Morikami Japanese Gardens.  Unfortunately, the azaleas were missing most of their leaves, the lawns were dried out, and the lakes/ponds were way low.  Hurricane Irma caused “considerable damage” to the Japanese gardens at Morikami Museum in suburban Delray Beach, museum officials say, so most of the problems are hurricane related.  Gee, that was slmost six months ago.

But that shouldn’t affect dry gardens, yes?  The problem, after you’ve seen the most famous dry garden in the world, Ryōan-ji (above – Stephane D’Alu’s photo – I visited Japan sometime around ’86, when photos were taken with a camera and printed, so mine are in a box somewhere), is that few others can hold a candle to it.  Definitely not the Morikami Japanese Gardens.  I guess I was bothered by the lackluster ferns.

A year ago February the gardens had a moment in the international spotlight as First lady Melania Trump and Japan’s first lady Akie Abe toured the grounds.   So the gardens must have looked great then, but you can’t tell by the official photos, which show Mrs. Abe and her retinue, trying to look cheerful, while Melania stares straight ahead, looking like an ice maiden. However, she’s not at all like Hans Christian Andersen’s Ice Maiden.  I think of her as a version of the miller’s daughter who has the run-in with Rumpelstiltskin.  She had to marry the dreadful king.

On the third day, when the girl has been taken to an even larger room filled with straw and told by the king that he will marry her if she can fill this room with gold or execute her if she cannot.

Others that I have visited: The Huntington Gardens 2014/08/10 in LA have a lovely Japanese Garden    The Japanese Tea Garden in the Golden Gate Park in San Francisco is delightful 2014/01/17.  I have visited the Seattle Japanese Gardens (but neglected to put a photo in a blog) and many beautiful botanical gardens, so I am a bit jaded.

Got “home” and realized that I’d spent not only $13 for the ticket into the gardens, but over $20 for gas, and $16+ for the toll road, mostly one way as I tried to return on back roads.  Then my second phone died.  I had been using them for navigation.  Was going to use one each way but had also used the iphone for photos.  Couldn’t find my car charger before I left; it’s possible that I left it in the last rental car.  This car has a plug-in for the USB cord, but that didn’t seem to work.  I looked it up online (today, not then):

By plugging your phone into a low-power USB port like the one in your car, you allow the device to swallow up power at a rate that’s much too fast for the port’s capabilities. As a result, your phone might stall while it charges, or worse — barely charge at all.  businessinsider

Found a lone gas station on a back road, and swerved right in, as the gas tank was low too, and I pictured myself out of gas in the  middle of nowhere, without even a phone!  Bought another one of those cigarette lighter adaptors.

My Villa

March 13, 2018

Each time we leave on “rotation” we have to check out of our hotel rooms so our flights home are cost-effective.  I decided that I had had enough of the cheerful SeaWorld crowd, and found an apartment in a uge (sorry – I’ll never be able to say that word again without a Trump accent) resort complex, Westgate Lakes Resort & Spa.  I’m in building 90.  (You’ll need to click on this map to read it.) I have a One-Bedroom Deluxe Villa.  Now a villa is supposed to be a large and luxurious country residence.  So they’re trumping up (yes, a real expression meaning concocting especially with intent to deceive) their rentals.

Saturday we were told not to work, so I decided to walk from one end of Westgate to the other.  Took an hour.  I walked out to the Sunset Key Island (top left on the map).  A cay (pronounced key) is a low island or reef of sand or coral, so shouldn’t it just be Sunset Cay?  This photo of the stacks of “villas” is shot from Sunset Key Island.  My “villa” is in the third building from the right.)


Quite a mix of people: black, white, older, younger, some with kids, others with dogs, a man in Mickey Mouse ears, most in shorts or bathing suits, but a few women in hijabs.  Didn’t look at all full, but the parking lot was. Took some photos of water birds with my iphone.  Gray heron posing on a fence, limpkin, egret.  And a photo of Sunset Key Island.

I did my usual laundry and grocery shopping and went to the Jewish deli again for bagel and lox.  Then I walked the length of the open-air Marketplace at Dr. Phillips.  65 shops – these are just the restaurants:

Bistro Clo Clo (coming soon), Bosphorous Turkish Cuisine, Cariera’s Cucina Italiana, Chamberlin’s, Chipotle Mexican Grill, Christini’s Ristorante Italiano, Einstein Bros. Bagels, Flame Kabob, Greek Flame Taverna,  Keke’s Breakfast Cafe, Lemon Shark Poke, Lotus Garden Chinese Restaurant, Morton’s The Steakhouse, Nagoya Sushi, Pinkberry, Pizza Hut, Starbucks, Stefano’s Grill, Subway, The Dessert Lady, TooJay’s Original Gourmet Deli, Which Wich?, and Yogurtology.


I don’t see anyone recycling here.  At work we toss a lot of papers, and I used to put them in the blue wastebasket until I noticed the cleaning guy empty them all into the same bin.  I asked and no, we don’t recycle.  Plus there’s a soda machine in the break room, so imagine how many cans and plastic bottles are thrown out daily.  (I refill my water bottle at the drinking fountain.)

I only went to a local sandwich place once because everything was served in or on Styrofoam!

Styrofoam is non-biodegradable and appears to last forever. It’s resistant to photolysis… This, combined with the fact that Styrofoam floats, means that large amounts of polystyrene have accumulated along coastlines and waterways around the world… a main component of marine debris.

It breaks down into those tiny pellets that sea birds and fish accidentally eat, and die with their stomachs full of them.  Plus it’s poisonous.  Read the whole article: styrofoam

When my hotel room gets cleaned, they change my towels daily, polluting more water, even though I hang them up.  And they toss out a roll of toilet paper if it doesn’t have much on it, and small bars of soap that I could easily use for another week.

I also miss my compost pile.  Last night I was peeling a potato and hated to put the peels into the garbage disposal.

Rental Car

I had a slow leak in one tire, so instead of giving me a coupon to have a tire store fix it, the Avis guy gave me a different car, a Hyundai Elantra.  The black Beetle had had Georgia plates; this one has New York plates.  They’re school-bus-yellow, which is lucky, as I’d never find it in a parking lot otherwise – it blends in with all of the other gray Asian cars.  I miss the heated seats on our cold mornings, but I like having a windshield wiper on the back window.  On foggy mornings the windows fog up and I need to see out the back.  Anyway, when he told me that it had New York plates, he said, So be sure to cut people off and honk a lot!  After that we discussed the dreadful Florida drivers.

On a similar note:  we have two armed guards per floor at work, one for each elevator bank (as FEMA is part of the Department of Home Security), and all they have to do is check our badges as we enter and exit.  So each has a television, and the rest of the time they watch the news.  The other day one was watching a snow storm in New York.  I asked him if he’d ever lived Up North.  He said, Yes, New York!  So I asked him where the worse drivers were – New York or Orlando.  Orlando!  We both laughed.

But we shouldn’t be laughing about the snow.  A co-worker who follows the news announced at lunchtime today that, The Boston Globe reports 155K without power so far.


February 23, 2018

First, it was hard to get used to working full time.  Then working nine-hour days.  And an additional four hours on Saturday.  But a ten-hour day defeats me. My brain works too fast and it’s hard to be bring it down.

However, I do get to sleep in on Sundays.

And I went out to dinner last Friday night (the Bonefish Grill is around the corner from my hotel) and had a martini (okay, green appletini), something I haven’t had in a dozen years.  (12 years ago I was working Katrina, and there was a bar that had not been hit by the hurricane where a few of us would go occasionally after work, with about 100 different “martinis”.  I can’t stand the taste of a real martini, but I love the glass they’re served in, so the bartender made a few for me that didn’t taste like martinis and I zeroed in on the green appletini.)

A side story.  Many many many years ago I was in the Peace Corps in Jamaica and decided to go home at Christmas to Detroit to spend the holiday with my parents.   There was a lot of snow.  One evening we went for a walk around the block.  The snow was crystalline and I think a full moon gave the scene a Norman Rockwell look.  There was a light on at their neighbors’ house and Dad said, Let’s drop in at Joe and Herta’s.  They welcomed me home and in a moment we each had a martini (the middle class drink in those days) in hand.  I had never had one before but I drank it to be polite.  It was strong!!!  I was making snow angels (for real!) the rest of the way around the block.

Another side story.  Went to a TexMex restaurant here in Orlando and ordered a margarita, but up, not on the rocks, as it was winter and I was cold.  It came in a water glass!   Went to another restaurant a week later (I have no recollection which one it was) and ordered a margarita.  Guess what.  It came in a water glass!   I asked the waiter whether this was a Florida thing and he said it was because I’d ordered it without ice.  They think that the margarita glass would look too empty?  Never going to either of those places again.  (Imagining someone serving a martini in a water glass!)

So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish

You have to have read Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams, (which is really silly but I loved all four volumes of the “trilogy”) to understand that or the screen on the dashboard of Musk’s Tesla.  This in Wikipedia:

Arthur C. Clarke said Douglas Adams’ use of “don’t panic” was perhaps the best advice that could be given to humanity.  On February 6th, 2018 SpaceX launched the Falcon Heavy rocket, carrying Elon Musk’s Tesla Roadster which had “DON’T PANIC!” written on the screen on the dashboard.

A NASA database includes our solar system’s eight planets and their moons, more than 755,000 asteroids, 3,500 comets — and, as of this week, one cherry red sports car that belonged to a Silicon Valley billionaire.

Elon Musk, the entrepreneur behind Tesla and SpaceX, put on a stunning show Tuesday with the inaugural launch of SpaceX’s Falcon Heavy, which became the most powerful operational rocket in the world.  spacex

i thought the greatest part in this video falcon 9 is The falcon has landed, right on the bullseye!

We watched the launch, albeit from a distance (I took this photo of the contrail from my office  window).  One of the guys asked why Musk would “waste” a Tesla.  Advertising!  Tesla’s advertising budget is $0.  Of course, Falcon Heavy cost $80M.  But in 2011, Ford Motor Corp. had over two billion U.S. dollars in advertising expenditures.  ford-advertising

Death in the afternoon

Wednesday I woke up and turned on NPR as usual.  Unfortunately this fair state had made the news again.  They even quoted the Onion (a satirical newspaper), which runs the same headline with each mass shooting, ‘No Way To Prevent This,’ Says Only Nation Where This Regularly Happens’.  The article remains the same; they just change the particulars.  This from Time (remember that we’re only half-way through the second month of this year).  The bold is mine:

Nikolas Cruz, the expelled student suspected of killing at least 17 people and injuring more than a dozen others at his former high school in Parkland, Florida…

… [this] shooting is the 6th school shooting resulting in injuries this year. There have been 17 incidents of gunfire in schools this year.

…Cruz used an AR-15 rifle — a semi-automatic assault-style rifle that has been used in numerous other mass shootings…

These events took place a week apart near where I am presently working.  What’s the difference?  Elon Musk is an immigrant!  And there is that thing about the semi-automatic assault-style rifle which I guess a hunter needs to kill a deer?  And gee-whiz, our elected officials are debating both.  Are they coming up with the correct answers?  Seems the only sensible answers are from the students who lived through it.


Every morning when I exit the hotel for work the doors open automatically for me, and I think of a boy in Jamaica when I was teaching there (with the Peace Corps) 40 years ago.  I was assigned about a dozen elementary schools, teaching elementary school teachers (most of whom had only finished high school) how to teach math.  Anyway, the first time I went to one school in “da bush”, up a very bad road (when something falls off the car, you stop and retrieve it, in case it’s important), past Firefly Estate, where Noel Coward is buried (and that’s another story), I pulled up at the school and the children flocked around my car.  I think some of them had never seen one.  A boy asked me if the window rolled down, and I demonstrated for him.  “Tis a wonder,” he commented.

I can just imagine how’d they’d be with escalators, airplanes and other marvels.  (Although one time my own son, about three, had a window seat, and when we took off he looked really scared, “Mom, the wings aren’t flapping!”)

Worst State in the Country

February 3, 2018

I was surprised when NPR’s Whad’Ya Know? (a two-hour comedy/quiz/interview) host Michael Feldman asked this question this morning, What is Florida worst at? and the answer was Everything!  Newsweek published Florida Has Been Ranked the Worst State in the U.S. (I added the internet photo of an I-4 traffic jam.)

Florida is officially the crème de la crappy of all 50 states, ranking dead last on a list of best to worst locations in America.

Thrillist released a definitive ranking of the states in July with a… ranking system based on, literally, “everything,” …contributions to America: important, well-known people, inventions, food and drink, and unique physical beauty and landmarks.

So what makes Florida so god-awful?

Could be the humidity, the atrocious traffic and… “Florida is where bath salts and Creed and the Great Recession all got their starts. It’s where Donald Trump has chosen to hang out for seven solid weeks during the past year. I mean, c’mon.”

“When putting together a list such as this, there can be some temptation to defy popular expectations and go against the grain,” the site said. “However, Florida’s awfulness résumé is so staggeringly impressive that it couldn’t go any other way.”

…The state that likely broke most every prediction by topping the list was Michigan.

Despite Detroit’s bad rep, the site argues that Michigan has more coastline than any other state, except for Alaska. The site also mentions the undeniable beauty of the Upper Peninsula and its residents’ willingness to apologize for their creation of Kid Rock.   florida-worst-state-country

Was surprised also when Michigan, where I grew up, got best.  We lived in Detroit (between 7 and 8 mile, which Eminem rapped about).  Back then, before it got its bad rep, Detroit was the fifth largest city in the country, the Motor City.

I graduated from a nationally recognized high school in downtown Detroit, Cass Tech, which had been built in 1917, and have good memories of that.

Sorry I never got to the U.P. to see its undeniable beauty.  A cousin of mine went to college there, where you could ski to class!  Nostalgic about camping trips to Interlochen State Park, in the upper part of the Lower Peninsula, near the internationally renowned Interlochen Center for the Arts.  You could see a solitary musician, such as a french horn player, sitting in the middle of the forest, practicing.  I was never a good clarinetist, never getting past second clarinet in our high school band (it was an excellent band – our director left to lead the Michigan State marching band) but my brother was great at the saxophone; too bad we couldn’t afford to send him there.

However, I did take art classes at Cranbrook Academy of Art, outside of Detroit, in Bloomfield Hills, at one point.  Had a junk sculpture of a fawn next to a painting  by Picasso in the Cranbrook Art Museum.  Beautiful campus, with many sculptures by Henry Moore, buildings designed by Eliel Saarinen.  But, sadly, in 1972 they sold off some of the academy’s art collection, including works by Henry Moore… a way of increasing the endowment.  I remember photos my father took of this pond.  (Dick – do you have them?)

Our little patch of Arizona did  get attention from elsewhere.  The school district  where my children attended, CFSD, was rated best in the state (see left).

The Mail

Airlines completely lost a suitcase of mine back in ’68,  and have misplaced suitcases on at least three occasions, for up to a day (which they then delivered to my door), but never, to my recollection, was mail lost.  So when the 9×12 manila envelope that my daughter sent, with my letters she’s been collecting for me, I figured it was the fault of the hotel.

But it contained documents for my taxes and coupons to pay the HOA fees on my land.  And I did not remember the name of the accountant to whom the HOA dues are paid.  So I did some sleuthing.  My bank looked up the account the checks went to, and as that was in the same bank, gave me the name of the accountant; I called him, got the amount due and the address to send it to, as it was due the end of the month.  The secretary said that she would send more coupons.  Phew!  The hotel, of course, had the envelope the next day.  I pointed it out to the man at the front desk, who said he couldn’t read my name on it because it was written in cursive!


After Brock’s “Grip and Grin” visit (see my blog never-a-dull-moment) he emailed us this:

As I walked through FEMA Headquarters and spoke with employees yesterday, I was impressed by the positive attitude of the FEMA workforce and your flexibility during times of uncertainty. When I spoke with Regional Administrators, I heard the same stories throughout our Regional offices and facilities across the country. Thank you for being a workforce that demonstrates integrity and professionalism..


Rodney Dangerfield

An article on him (nee Jacob Cohen) in last week’s NY Times Magazine:  rodney-dangerfield.  This video of him on Carson (for those of you who are not old enough to remember  Johnny, it was the Tonight show) from 1979 is pretty good: dangerfield


As I was walking to lunch Friday,  saw a seagull flying.  I thought they stayed by the ocean.  This photo from Rennett Stowe on the Internet.