Off to the Golden Gate
“The Golden Gate Bridge’s daily strip tease from enveloping stoles of mist to full frontal glory is still the most … Continue reading Off to the Golden Gate
“The Golden Gate Bridge’s daily strip tease from enveloping stoles of mist to full frontal glory is still the most … Continue reading Off to the Golden Gate
Bob Dylan’s “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” provided inspiration for a poem between my dog Taylor and I. Continue reading Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
The Cubs season boiled down to seven games to either make the playoffs or not. They need to win all seven to have a chance. Their best pitcher Yu Darvish is on the mound, with an epic run of strikeouts over the past two games. Will he lead the Cubs to victory? Can he help stop their 5-game skid and start a 7-game winning streak? Time will tell… Continue reading SIX to GO. Go CUBS Go.
Will I remember The seven games of September? Could this be the beginning of a seven-game winning streak? Today weather permitting, … Continue reading Seven Games in September
I am reminiscing of our summer in 2018 when Derek and I went on an epic trip through Colombia and … Continue reading World Cup Beers
We celebrated Taylor’s 13th birthday today. Looking back at the last nine where we’ve been together has been a wonderful trip down memory lane. Continue reading Happy Thirteen
Taylor got really sick for the first time over two years ago, and every since then I’ve been on high alert. Each passing day with him the gift that keeps on giving. Continue reading He Fell Asleep
Closing out a warm day (by Bay Area standards), the evening had turned a bit chilly. The moon, partial tonight … Continue reading Jimi, Prince & Dylan
All you need is love. All you need is love! All you need is love, love, love. Love is all … Continue reading Who Are You Dylan?
Taylor & I decided to take a brief respite from the traffic on our commute from the office in San Francisco to our home in Sausalito by taking in the landscape between The Golden Gate Bridge and Fort Mason just sitting on a bench. Continue reading It Happened Before