Category Archive: Santa Cruz

Fire breathing dragons and go-go dancers at Glow

Among the aging hippies, LED-addicted Burners, and baby-toting Generation X/Y/Zers at last weekend’s “Glow: A festival of fire and light”, the fan favorite had to be the dragon. It polled well among those… Continue reading

The system’s out of order, and the fire hasn’t even started yet.

“Well, I guess that’s what we get for unplugging for a few hours,” said the businessman, relaxed on his bench outside the shuttered BART train station. “They must have decided to go on… Continue reading

A precise patriotism

Today’s plan kind of sucked. But I’ve had this rental car for too long already, so I’d drive one hour up to San Francisco Airport, then bring a good book or two for… Continue reading

This info comes with a couple of cuties

Animals have half the answer.   They don’t worry, plan, or stress about abstract possibilities; they live in the present moment only, heeding past lessons but not dwelling on them. That’s humanity’s gift,… Continue reading

Where I’ve been living and what I’ve been loving.

With only a week left in the US, and less than that in Santa Cruz, I have reached the time for goodbyes.  I’m eating last meals with friends new and old, and savoring… Continue reading

I hope it doesn’t come as a surprise

Yesterday I went for a walk on one of the dozen stunningly beautiful beaches a few minutes up the coast from Santa Cruz, where the majestic waves of the Pacific Ocean were roaring… Continue reading

I’m deporting myself. (And fair warning, a lot of sex talk.)

I remember thinking that eating in a restaurant or seeing a movie alone were the loneliest, saddest things on Earth. I got over the first one many years (and many passport stamps) ago,… Continue reading

I am being deported.

Three months in one place seemed like a long time back in December. I could unpack! Use a machine to wash my clothes! Cook food! I’ve enjoyed this time in Santa Cruz. I… Continue reading

The new guy in my life.

You can tell me the truth. That blog I wrote about the veggie pasta I cooked? It sucked, I know. I wasn’t sure what to say during this stationary interlude, and tried to… Continue reading

Steadily going insane…or not.

How can a house be so quiet? It’s not just that there is no one else here to make noise, it’s like the house absorbs any sound I make. Days here alone and… Continue reading