20 August 2014
A new view
Santa Ana, California
20 August 2014
Meet the new view. Very similar to the old view.
The daughter's school is in the midst of massive construction. So is everyone else in the area. Predictably, it's messed up everything. Probably, this will all shake itself out in a week or so, but for now, chaos.
And it's making me very grumpy.
Tech stuff: Taken with my iPhone4. And people are making me grumpy, too.
19 August 2014
30 June 2014
The daughter started her senior year of high school today. On the one hand, my baby started her senior year of high school today. On the other hand, my baby started her senior year of high school today!
And of course, I looked at the school supplies in the stores with more than a little sadness.
They grow up so fast.
Tech stuff: Taken with my iPhone4. Which I still haven't gotten rid of. Because who has the time?
24 July 2014
Angels v. Orioles
22 July 2014
The last time I saw the Angels play the Orioles, I was in Baltimore.
Which really has nothing to do with anything, other than the fact that I went to a baseball game. Two, actually.
When the kids were little, I had three ready answers for their requests: yes, no, maybe.
One day, when she was...five-ish, six-ish...the daughter announced, "You really mean 'no.'"
I queried as to her meaning.
"When you say 'maybe' you just mean 'no.'"
I told her that wasn't true, that they'd posed a request that wasn't an instant yes or no, and I had to think through the pros and cons of what they wanted. That perhaps it was a stalling tactic, that I probably wanted to say 'no,' but there might be a good reason to say 'yes.' So, 'maybe' until I'd made a judgment.
Her first video camera was a 'maybe.' And again, she told me I really meant 'no.' But I surprised her by saying 'yes.'
Look where we are. The kid made a film this past year that won her Best Director and Best Picture awards.
Then, there was the Memphis thing. (After which was the rhinovirus thing. Which really has nothing to do with anything, other than the fact that it kicked my butt for a good two weeks.)
And now, I'm writing a short story. A short story that is becoming a script as fast as I can write it. And is slated to become a film.
Which, in fact, means...maybe.
07 July 2014
4 July 2014
When we arrived back at LAX on Saturday night, and were waiting for our luggage, one of the students leaned over to hug me goodbye.
"Good night, Mr. P_____," I told him, calling him by his last name. "It's been an adventure."
And two students and a set of parents who were in earshot burst into laughter.
Tech stuff: Taken with my iPhone4. Neither the D40 nor the D7000 made it on this trip, which was both a good thing and a bad one.