I will never forget my mother’s screams when I called on the payphone. “Where are you?” she said. “Relax, Mom. I’m in the Hotel DUM.” Then came the screams.
Archive for March, 2007
Trapped in the Hotel DUM
Posted in Prague, Travel on March 27, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
My Teeth, Continued
Posted in Beauty on March 23, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I forgot to tell you why I got my tooth pulled. How could I leave out this detail? It must have been the novocane. It’s the number 13, which is the third molar from the back of my upper teeth, on the left-side of my face. My favorite tooth!
The Price We Pay for Beauty
Posted in Beauty on March 22, 2007 | 2 Comments »
I didn’t know that when dentists pull teeth, all they do is numb the area and then start yanking the sucker back and forth ’til it comes out. I guess it was worth the trip to Dr. Ghiassi’s office, just to learn that. I found Dr. Golriz Ghiassi’s office by accident. I was going to [...]
The Castlewood Country Club, 100 Years Ago
Posted in Endangered Species on March 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
All the rich kids at Foothill High School were from the Castlewood Country Club. This postcard depicts, obviously, the era just prior to its development. Some of my friends lived there, and we’d go swimming in the country club pool. They didn’t strike me as being rich kids, really, just gracious and kind to flatland folk [...]
I Saved $8.21 with My Safeway Club Card
Posted in Finances on March 20, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I’m not saying that this should matter to you. It probably shouldn’t. But it matters to me. And someday, maybe soon, I can tell you why. Well, I’ll tell you why. Let’s say, I have made a series of mistakes. I can even tell you almost the precise date of when this series began. It started in [...]
Legalize the Irish
Posted in Random Ramblings on March 17, 2007 | 4 Comments »
This Saint Patrick’s Day, let’s honor all Irish workers who have come to America to seek a better way of life. I am 6th generation Oakland Irish, and of the second generation to have a college education. My grandfather was a proud blue collar union member who worked in a printing press. The Kellys came over from Ireland during the peak of [...]
Parenting Skills as Heard on the 42
Posted in Transit Tails on March 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
“You don’t want me to throw you out the window? Boy you call me old and fat. Now you tell me why I shouldn’t throw you out the window. Huh.”
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