Banned in LA

When I was a kid I spent one whole summer in the house playing my mom's records. The record player was in the living room and I played "Whatever Lola Wants, Lola Gets" over and over again, sweating in the summer heat, flinging my arm dramatically across my brow. Finally my stepfather grabbed the record and flung it like a frisbie across the room where it smashed against my mom's copper Korean mask her 1st husband had brought back from the war and given her as a wedding present...

Orders Up

Well...excuse me, but do you at least have a chair?

Legs...

Another flea market find

Desert Rats

We lived in a house with no running water on the side of a mountain in the Mojave Desert. I worked in Barstow 60 miles from home. My 2 sons were largely on their own. I got home from work one night and they presented me with a rattlesnake skin stretched out on a huge board. In the freezer was the rattlesnake, cleaned and rolled up in a freezer bag. "For dinner!" they cried...We moved a lot in those days and almost the only thing we ever took with us was our refrigerator which we'd load into the back of our overheated hatchback. The snake went everywhere with us shoved further into the back of the freezer. Three years later we lived in a little dump behind a feed store. I got home from work to find our neighbor, Elsie at the stove, the rattlesnake in a baking pan, covered with tomato sauce and we finally had our meal...

Drive in movie

Dear Blog Readers...I'm new at this blogging business and I'm trying frantically to learn how to reduce the size of my bio picture. It's a little like a drive-in movie screen that hovers always at the right corner of your eye, a pop-up stuck on the smiling woman about to tube through the caves at Jaguar Paw in Belize...I'll figure it out soon.

The chicken and the man

I bumped into an old hippie the other day. He was standing at the end of our street staring into Stewart's hen house watching the chickens go "cluck cluck" and scratch in the shaded dirt. He ws very thin, the kind of guy who probably doesn't eat meat. He had feathers in his long hair and he was carrying a pine cone...he said to me, "You know...I just don't feel comfortable on this planet anymore"..

A Walk In the Hood

This morning Annie Bones and I went for a walk in our neighborhood...

If Not Now, When?

I'm leaping into the Blog Waters, a place I've been before, briefly, 18 months ago. I started my original blog in 12-05 and kept it up for a month. I mean, it's not as if I were busy...I was retired, aimless, sitting around for the first time in 37 years or so. Now that I've recovered from the initial shock of freedom I'm busier and maybe for this reason I can keep the blog going for longer than a few weeks. Join me...I'll be examining the life of a woman aging, a woman on the cusp of adventure with my little dog, Annie Bones and my partner of 27 years, Irene. I'm a woman who has just received her Medicare card in the mail...it's official, I'm no longer a girl...so if not now when?