MY WEEKLY BLOG THE BIG WHINE I woke up yesterday filled with dread. Maybe it was a bad dream. I shouldn't have watched Queen of the South before bed. Too violent. Or maybe it was just everything that’s going on. A virus. Protests. Innocent people dying and horrendous...

Life feels like it has no beginning, middle or end these days. It’s more like a steady stream of strange events, one bleeding into the other, with no indication of what's coming next. I keep wondering when things will change back, but maybe that’s the wrong question....

WHAT’S HAPPENING I sat down a few minutes ago to write my blog and I feel tongue tied. Or should I say finger tied? What can I possibly write about the enormity of what’s going on? I see people holding up signs that say, “I can't breathe,” in honor of the brutal...

MIND LOOPS It's Groundhog Day every day. I wake up and it’s another day like yesterday with a different name. Monday, Tuesday, Sunday. It’s all the same. Nowhere particular to go and few things to do. That might have been a desired state in the reality that used to be...

I looked out my window a few days ago and saw clear skies with almost no smog. The birdsong was louder than usual, there were definitely more birds calling to each other than I’d heard in the many years I’ve lived in my current home. Mulholland Drive and Laurel Pass,...