Bernie
I Need Assistance
Our U Wink screen: Yes, we went back to UWink at the urging of Isa and her friend. This time we brought Tomi, whose gorgeousness and single status would bring good fortune to our table. I posted earlier about a prior visit and subsequent UWink investor’s comments. The investor commented on the fact the ladies […]
Overheard at Nail Salon Yesterday
I don’t see the point in slathering one’s nails in an acetone-based enamel paint; but Isa enjoys it, so I indulge her on occasion. Overheard: Lady: “So how was your trip to Japan?” Tech: “It was great. It’s really clean there and the people are so polite.” Lady: “What season is it in Japan now? […]
Isa’s Riddle
Isa said to me, “Name a word that is both of two things, and yet also neither of the two things at the same time.”“I give up,” I replied.“Brunch,” she said, “It’s both breakfast and lunch, yet it is neither as well.” “Well, in that case,” I said, “My new answer is spork. Not a […]
UWink
A while ago, John took Isa and I to a new restaurant, UWink, in a Woodland Hills mall. It had touch screens at each table, for ordering food and playing games. Some were pong-like, others were those trivia games seen in bars.I wasn’t that impressed; pong-games aren’t going to do it for me anymore, and […]
John Bought Jelly
Sorry this is picture of two jars of jelly is blurry. I have an old camera (that would be three years old). I’ve always liked preserves, my mother used to make her own jellies and applesauces and also can peaches and tomatoes from our garden. An old friend from Pennsylvania sent me a jar of […]
Me! Of All People! Part Two
Almost exactly three years ago, we were leaving the Napa Valley, with its cheeses and wines and olive oil stores (any specialty store with a single type of item for sale upset John greatly). Found in a notebook from those days:May 2004An article from the St. Helena Star mentioned a vintner who said it was […]
Asian Dogs
People wonder why I put up with John’s dog. “What was he thinking getting such a vicious beast?” they whisper as they hear the growls behind the bedroom door. John saw big, John saw fluff. He saw a Newfie that didn’t drool. He saw a family guard dog. He’d never been to Tibet. He didn’t […]
Salt in Wound
…adds more salt to wound
Jack Silbert, curator