Monthly Archives: May 2017
Dar @ Tahoe, May 2017
It’s all good, except for the screaming and the waking. Like every other Californian who lived through this wet winter, I thought to myself: skiing? Yet it’s hard for us to get away. Wifey was nice enough to offer her birthday weekend, more specifically Memorial Day Weekend. Normally, the end of May is not an ideal time to ski, but after 50 feet of February snow, Squaw Valley announced it would be open at least that long. Wifey’s offer went […]
Solano Community College Performing Arts Center Opening Night Gala
Announcing a terrific gala for my college! Go here, scroll down, click the video, and enjoy! (Also, this was a fun video for me to write and direct in association with the school’s educational foundation.)
The War for Mars United, Chapter 19: The Ghetto: Street Fight
After Azalea tossed her back into her cell, Martina waited about thirty minutes. She wanted to be sure all of her body parts were working correctly. She was exhausted and in seven kinds of pain, but she knew she could function. She used her teeth to pare down Azalea’s Wazgretco scrunchie to just its wire. After she finished, the wire was about the length of an extended paper clip. She curved the end of it, like a fish hook. She […]
Why Deny the California Child?
A therapist once told me that it’s important for Dar to continue to try new things. Last weekend was one weekend where he did, thanks to my friend Steve’s wedding in Los Angeles. Road trips are mostly terrific with Dar. The upside is that he loves watching the world go by, and we get to see him happy for hours. The downside is that he keeps tapping his Mom in the passenger seat while she’s trying to relax. Despite his importunements, […]
Why The Lambs Won’t Stop Screaming
Here’s my debut piece for Film Inquiry. List, yes, but it comes from the heart. Why the Lambs Won’t Stop Screaming
The War for Mars United, Chapter 18: New Moscow
Prime Minister Norine Maciel boarded the First Spaceship along with Chatterjee and Senators Samoset, Weaver, Guen-hye, Falke, Ngorongoro, and Yoshimura, as well as their bodyguards. As their ship rose, the New Jerusalem skyline shimmered in the dawn’s early light. Sure, maybe it wasn’t any prettier than Shanghai or New York from this same distance, but this was all built in defiance of Mars’ natural laws, and you could never convince Norine that that wasn’t special. From high above, the trains […]
Dar’s two stims of 2017
These days, when I come home, or when Dar comes home, he walks right up to me and takes my hand. He wants me to do something that he can’t express on his iPad/talker. I could put the requisite icons on his talker, but I’m not sure what words would be appropriate, and I’m also not sure that Dar regularly requesting this particular action would be appropriate. In this situation, Dar leads me to the living room couch. Then he […]
2018 Midterm Democratic Party Ad, First Draft
On fivethirtyeight, they’re asking what kind of message the Democrats need to win in 2018. The consensus is that in the midterms, the Dems don’t need to be particularly positive, but only need to attack Trump. I agree and I don’t. Dems should absolutely focus on Trump’s shortcomings. But I think it’s smartest to package that in pseudo-positive language. I’ll go further and present, for the first time anywhere, the Official First Draft of the Dems’ Midterm Ads. As I’ve been […]
The War for Mars United, Chapter 17: The Cave
Wolverine meat wasn’t as bad as Julia had anticipated. Julia would not go so far as to say it tasted like chicken, but it wasn’t terrible either. Good thing bos could start fires. However, bos lacked shovels, making burying Stuart difficult: they had had to dig with their hands. Afterward, Deleuze had said a few words of eulogy. Watching him, Julia wondered if they would later need Stuart’s body’s meat. Yes, it’s a sick thought, but Julia had done […]
R @ 5, Dar @ ?
“She lost the privilege of loving you, so now you have to love yourself.” Today is our second son’s 5th birthday. Happy birthday little R! Five years ago today, during the first seconds of his life outside the womb, he screamed like a banshee, and I felt as relieved as Steve Young on the 1995 day he beat the Chargers in the Super Bowl. By the time of R’s birth, Dar was 2 ½, and we knew Dar had serious […]