RIP Auntie. Fondly I recall numerous moments... particularly first grade and your driving me to school and your coaching the high school basketball girl's team and Barbara McFadden, your star player and boy crush for Barbara. I fondly recall those priceless stories of that and them and that priced rocking horse I rec'd from you and Uncle. I cherished that horse as if it was part of my soul and spirit. Thanks, too, for all those GI Joe's. Every Christmas a new one including that special one that talked and said his name and serial number countless times and in battle he would say "Hit the dirt!"
Your Light is now an eternal path that enlightens me. I smile believing and knowing truly in my heart you are with them--my rock, our beloved-John & Queen Pearson...
When I hear Aretha Franklin's song, "Until You Come Back to Me" I hear your voice and think of you all the time . . .
Little things (gifts) I learned you can't FedEx or ship to your SOS in Europe, Asia or even Mexico from the USA: Vile or any comicbooks (England forbids!), cellphones (strictly forbidden), laptops (a mega no no), used shoes or anything used like clothes (Mexico forbids), seeds (Australia forbids!!!), medicine is completely out of bounds...but an IPad or camera preferably made in USA (but no memory card is allowed) is OK.
One of the best parts about summer is being able to take advantage of the warm weather. In fact, May is National Bike Month! This month provides an opportunity to highlight all the great benefits of biking. Celebrate by biking to the gym, the office, or around your neighborhood.
Biking is not only great for the environment, but for your physical, mental and financial health as well.
Bike for Your Body
Regular cycling can decrease stress levels, strengthen your muscles and flexibility, and increase cardiovascular fitness. Think of it this way: A 155-pound person biking at a pace of 10-12 mph will burn around 7 calories per minute. This same person would burn less 5 calories per minute by walking. Still not convinced? Research shows that you’ll continue to burn calories even after you stop riding.
Bike for Your Mind
Biking not only improve your physical fitness, but your mental health as well. Studies have shown that people who bike have improved self-esteem and reduced depression and anxiety. Whenever something has you stressed, why not hop on a bike and ride it out?
Bike for Your Wallet
Cut down on your expenses by incorporating cycling into your life. In fact, a daily 4-mile bike commute can save you 66 gallons of fuel in one year. You can save money on transit, gas, or maintenance for your car.
Great for all aspects of your health, you’re out of reasons not to start biking.
Honestly, there should be a way to reply to social media in your email without always having to go into the crazy thing just to react . . .
The other morning en route to home downtown, I started to stop by Trax, the trashiest and last gay bar on Haight street, and it was already 1:00 a.m. and the street was quiet save for a few men cruising and smoking dope and staring into black space and realized I also needed to buy eggs and orange juice and razors and things, so I peddled downhill toward Safeway on Market at Church after taking photos in the Haight. We were completely out of eggs at home after one roommate showed me how to tell if an egg was bad by putting it in a bowl of water. If it floated, the egg is good; it it sank, the egg is bad and should be tossed. So we had a lot of eggs to toss in our home ... Roommates are kind of like family. The only difference is you choose them because, well, you like them. That's not so true with family...
It was good that I went there when I did.
While shopping as if there was no tomorrow the announcer came a speaker to announce the store would be closing shortly. That customers needed to bring their items to check out now, which included a gang of bad boys security gathered up and threw out the store as well.
So I discovered Safeway is no longer 24/7, which was a shock. Seems Safeway has decided to close at 1:30 a.m. and doesn't re-open until 5 a.m.
How sad is that when you can't sleep in the wee hours with nothing to do . . .
OCEAN beach was so wide this morning during a great run in the wind that piled up sand like hills up to the seawall and steps.
By the sea where the beach seemed endless and one could walk forever, it was foggy and cold and I could climb slippery Seal Rock where thousands of birds flocked and mussels clung to the side and close by on the beach birds of different feathers (crows and seagulls) stood together and devoured a dead baby shark I imagined in my private thoughts was Donald Trump and his supporters...
Meanwhile, helicopters like something out of M*A*S*H hovered over a turbulent sea staging a rescue that looked real... There's a pic somewhere we decided should be San Francisco Picture of the Day; though, we liked the sleeping American Bisons as well...and then the gracing Bisons and the Heron we came upon back in Golden Gate Park ...
Then in a dark and almost sinister cave we came upon a shocking face of a god. A sleeping man we awoke, and the lone man half covered in a sleeping bag smiled at us in the light . . .
To increase corporate presence and businesses in downtown and the financial district of San Francisco, all employee lunches should be 2 hours as long as employees patronize restaurants and retail shops both local and natiional chains for at least 45 minutes while working downtown or in the financial district.
Yes, sometimes it takes a full hour to finish shopping with lines being so long in practically every store during the lunch hour.
Lunch, too, can take up an entire hour just waiting to be fed.
For the second hour, the City pays for employee lunches as an incentive to encourage more businesses to locate toour great city.
So where would the City get all this money to pay for this...well, we'll have raise taxes and tax the richest people more or increase sales taxes.
Just a thought.
That day when a song you hear just once and you can't get out of your head. You find yourself singing it even walking down the street or doing anything. You hear the song over and over again: "A kiss may be grand..." Marilyn Monroe does it best.
"A kiss may be grand
But it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat
Or help you at the automat
Men grow cold
As girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end
But square-cut or pear-shaped
These rocks don't loose their shape
Diamonds are a girl's best friend"