Monthly Archives: July 2019

Typical

A terrible example of the “Golden Gate Bridge swallowed by fog” cliche as shot from the Presidio. The fog burned off the afternoon, I pushed up my long sleeves, and of course got my forearms sunburned.

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Hip

For my trip to California, I continued my trend of staying at dive motels converted to boutique motels: Beck’s Motor Lodge in San Francisco and (once again) the Safari Inn in Burbank.

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Tide

About two-thirds of the way between Stamford and JFK, my driver cryptically asked me, “Do you know if the tide is high?” I wasn’t sure if I would be shot in the face with a silencer if I answered wrong.  … Continue reading

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Ruby

For the first time in, like, twenty years I’ve learned a brand new HTML tag!  In my blog, I’ve always done translations like this… 小河马 (xiǎo hémǎ or “little river horse”) With the set of <ruby> tags, I could do … Continue reading

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Float

At work, but I suppose more generally in life, my sense is that I instinctively project an equilibrium between levity and gravitas.  I’m not sure if other people see me that way.

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Glare

I enjoyed my first Independence Day in New England by watching fireworks from my balcony and hearing the squawking of startled seabirds. In the distance, across the Sound, I could also see fireworks up and down Long Island.

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