I grew up in a village called Immaculate Conception Parish in the 1960’s. We had a fundamental narrative about how life was supposed to be, where your place in the universe was, and a sense of right and wrong. Ultimately this was shattered by a remarkably critical world that tossed that narrative aside without much thought and … More But it is 1978!
The annual Christmas Fantasy Rum Cake has arrived. This is a remembrance each year from my wife’s aunt and uncle in Los Angeles I met once at our wedding but live in our hearts and our refrigerator for the year that follows. The fantasy is one can eat this and retain the same weight. And … More Christmas Fantasy Rum Cake
If there is a place closer to hell than the Central Line of London’s Underground I have yet to find it. Hot, loud, the wheels seem to shriek at each turn as the souls of the damned ride from Ealing Broadway on the west end to Epping in the northeast, and points in between. Some of … More London Underground
All the heroes have fallen; Lance Armstrong, Bill Cosby, David Petraeus , and Atticus Finch all disappoint. Some even say that Walt Disney actually hated children. The parade of shame inspired me to look around for a legend of the heroes that may remain, better people that may have lived a long, long time ago, a time when people behaved better, and had … More Return of the Jedidiah Knights
I have just finished reading a chilling science book. Note I did not say science fiction. It is about earthquake, and it is about where we live, the Pacific Northwest. The title is Full Rip 9.0 by Sandi Doughton the science reporter for The Seattle Times. The book describes a great awakening of earth scientists … More Seattle – You Have Significant Faults
I have maintained for a long time there is a flaw in the First Amendment. Anyone can start a church. One day in my practice, years ago now, a woman blew into my office to ask me to draft a settlement between her and her boyfriend about the custody of their 2 year old. Sort … More I’m A “Full” Christian
It must be hell down there. Abandon all hope, all ye who enter the on ramp. Souls trapped in cars, bladders screaming for relief, precious fuel burning while the motor wears as it idles. Trapped in the end game of the myth of the open road. Some bought the fast car, when the truth is … More The Airborne Traffic Report