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Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.
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Progress in Postcards 4
Taken at the County Fair, 2014. Most of this last week has vanished in a great blur. Common colds do that to the brain. Most days I couldn’t hear. One day I couldn’t see. All days I couldn’t...
Sunday Snippets in Postcards 4
There are not just costumes and panels at Comic Con, there’s also a chance for new and old artists to show off their work. I love to see the Artist’s Alley. I never see enough of the new arti...
Militant Me in Postcards 4
The Great Geezer with his new Bowler at Comic Con, 2014. We are not an adventurous lot this week. I had nightmares about being sent to the wrong mammogram place, and G didn’t feel well all nigh...
Reactionary in Postcards 4
Bow of the Midway I had one of those days yesterday. I started the work day with a massive hyperactive attack courtesy of the steroids. Why the first shot didn’t bother me, I don’t know, but ...
Rain in Postcards 4
Thunder, lightening, and actual rain. Not here, of course, but at a beach further up the coast it proved a gully washer. Winds up to 100 miles per hour blew through the city knocking out power...
Heat in Postcards 4
The lines look a little like a hula skirt waving in the wind. Moving on to the next item in my annual physical stuff. Last week shoulder and hand. Yesterday eyes. Today hand surgeon. I’ve he...
Moving Along in Postcards 4
On the ‘Tole Mour’, Festivall of Sail, 2014. Life jerks along. I have a lovely collection of birthday cards to display. Thank you all for taking the time. Another beautiful picture of mother a...
Family in Postcards 4
Dr. Jim, G, and me at this year’s birthday dinner at The Brigantine. G and I finally talked. Talking helps a lot. Breaks the barriers. Oh, tangled web we weave while trying to be polite. On o...
Inspired in Postcards 4
Celia, of “Celia’s Blue Planet,” inspired me this afternoon with a list. Oh, I’ve grown foggy and listless here and needed a poke. Worries: Yes, I have been doing those things that are sugge...
Response on the Water in Postcards 4
The evacuation of lower Manhattan. Video thanks to G Captain.com (My apologies, but this format transforms the videos into multiples. Mea Culpa.) <object width=”560” height=”315”><par...
9/11 in Postcards 4
2014 No fur. 2014 Selfie Poor guy. I came home from work yesterday to find him in bed groaning to welcome me. He rarely gets sick, and I feel very sorry for him. He insists on taking me out ...
Drawing a Selfie in Postcards 4
Early 1980’s. Yesterday I tried to draw myself, and it doesn’t look like me. I don’t think of myself as fat. Large, yes, but not morbidly obese…which I now am. The antique fountain pen jammed...
Tuesday's Tidbits in Postcards 4
Virga over San Diego and a sub. All day I, and other’s here, look out the windows, look south watching for the storm to come in. The greasy yellow grey clouds have us all fascinated. By dinner ...
Bits of the Star in Postcards 4
The Star at sea in 1984. Photo: M Dowd. It says on top: Donald L. Gibson & Co, Ramsey, Isle of Man. The iron hulled “Star of India”, which is at the heart of the San Diego Maritime Muse...
Sandals in Postcards 4
Leaving Vegas, 2007. It doesn’t look like rain out there. We wait. While we follow the latest projected paths of the storm, we keep life normal. I look up shoe stores. Hours, locations, and c...
Hurricane Norbert in Postcards 4
The last time a full fledged hurricane hit San Diego was iin 1858. This time the experts are predicting Hurricane Norbert to be downgraded to a tropical storm before it reaches us. Still, tropi...
Festival of Sail: 2: A Canon Battle in Postcards 4
Crew members loosen the sails on the “American Pride.” Among the entertainments offered this year were cannon battles. The two ships taking part in this great endeavor were the three master the...
Still Smiling in Postcards 4
Mr. and Mrs. Roundy having fun. 2014 Here we are in our broadness. It’s ok. The doc didn’t scream at me for which I will be forever grateful. I did get an eye appointment, and G will drive a...
Festival of Sail - I in Postcards 4
I learned a lot this hot day by the bay. The ships were beautiful, but they were almost all small. Next year there will be bigger ships. One has to invite them years in advance. I learned t...
Confessions of an Old Slob in Postcards 4
“America” entering San Diego harbor, 2009 Perhaps every home has a moment like this. We rush in after work. That bag or this bag will be going somewhere else tomorrow, so we put the bag down i...
Change is in the Air in Postcards 4
“What are your plans for today,” the Great Geezer asked me naively. He didn’t really want to know. “Clean the BBQ, start cleaning out the garage, and dinner with Dr. Jim at 1630 after the muse...
More Books in Postcards 4
I go to work on Wednesdays not knowing what I will find. Yesterday appeared to be a quiet day until I blinked. Poof, there was a whole library, mostly JD Robb/Norah Roberts volumes, in four g...
Summer's End in Postcards 4
The official end of summer seems to be here again. Today we sang happy birthday to one of the water aerobics ladies whose birthday it is tomorrow. She won’t be here. School is starting for he...
Sunday Snippits on A Monday in Postcards 4
Sunday morning G and I went up to Clairemont Mesa to the Mysterious Galaxy Independent Bookstore. G vanished into a game store just down the way, and I stepped into the bookstore. I froze. ...
A Saturday in Postcards 4
I was owned by one of these for 12 years. I’d love to have this one, but good looks don’t mean good condition. Himself: He played with his space game this morning while I read my space myster...
