Posted in Life, Tennis, Writing

Hit Return

I have returned.  I am writing; I am hitting return.

A poem (inspired by the recent journey) has been chopped and put into the pot. It is simmering nicely. I’m not sure this blog is not the best venue for debuting a poem. But I may—when it is ready.

Thanks to Google Earth, I can show you where (in the wilds of Arizona) we went.


Yes, that compound looking thing at the end of the road.  The Scout’s aunt and uncle live there.  Through artfully designed windows set in thick adobe walls, we watched big-eared bunnies chase insects and quail shimmy in the dirt at dusk.  Alas, I did not see a javelina this time around.


You really don’t want to see one of these things unless you have a drink in your hand.

We also went here…


…though the photo above was taken before this was built:


Photo credit: The Hot Sheet

Watching sports must put me into some kind of alpha state, because on the way home we stopped here too…


Sometimes I envy those who got to see Jackie Robinson play baseball.  Others will one day envy me for living in the heyday of the Roger Federer era, or more precisely, the Federer/Nadal era.

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With all due respect to the venue with the view and these charming people…here is your daily dose of kitsch.   I wish I could explain why this makes me feel like I’m watching laboratory animals in an experiment.  Even more, I wish you were here so we could laugh together.

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Heads up! I have a blogging-related question.  Say you read someone’s blog (their personal blog) and after a while you start to feel like you know them, or at least know something about them.  Then you meet that blogger in person.  Is there a difference between the blogging persona and the person you meet?  A little difference?  A big one?  If there’s big difference, why do you think that is?  What’s your experience?  Feel free to comment, or to blog on this topic yourself and link to your post in the comments here.

(NB: The question doesn’t apply to someone you already know in the 3-D world…just to someone that you met via reading their blog.)

Posted in Issues


Proof that the world of information and the business of news has permanently changed…

…as if you needed more examples…

…the LA Times City Desk is now following me on Twitter.

Sigh.  We’ve gone from having a San Gabriel Valley edition of the LAT to this.  One tries to embrace change, but some things are more *ahem* trying than others.

Posted in Altadena, Let's Get Visual

Ronnie’s Automotive

Pasadena Twitter meet-up erratum:  Paging Mlle Gramophone…Mlle Gramophone, please step this way for debriefing. We told 9 people you are here when you’re really here. So I’m here with a shout out to Mocha Momma, LeahPeah, Pa Kettle, Go and Go, Adrienne, JSPepper, the Everyday Goddess, and Serena. Please understand that when Mlle G says bscan she really means dbscan as in Daily Brain Scan. Twitter here.

Ahem. Now, some photos by The Scout.

At Ronnie’s Automotive in Altadena, CA, looking toward the Coffee Gallery across the street. I love the Coffee Gallery, even if they do play music (which I find distracting when I’m trying to work).



What year is it?


Here is the mythical man of my dreams.


You see, I have owned my Subaru for over ten years now, and I still don’t have a mechanic who I trust. Going to a dealership is pricey. Finding someone in SoCal who knows Subarus is dicey. Subarus are somewhat rare in SoCal, unlike the Northeast and the Northwest and for all I know the middle north in between.


Here she was her prime (photo credit: Edmunds). Now she’s got dents, and a bit of a putt-putt sound, and some squeaks too. I’m over 215,000 miles and I want this baby to make it to at least 250,000, if not 300,000 if not (gasp!) 500,000. But I’m going to need a Subaru expert to get me there. Or am I mistaken…is familiarity with Subarus not needed? I’ve been to this guy in Orange County, but it seems silly to go so far.

Have you found your mythical mechanic? Are you living happily ever after?

Posted in Writing

Blogging a tweet

UPDATED 4 pm, 2 March 2009

Yes, a new month, a Monday morning, and another first here at The Blather. I’ve got a lot of work at the moment so I haven’t been blogging. It hasn’t been good for me (not blogging=not writing).

I don’t have time to do a proper blog post right now, so I’m going to do the quickest, easiest, simplest thing I can do to prop up this Blather. I’m going LCD.

I’m going to blog a tweet.

For those not aware, a “tweet” is a statement made on Twitter. I like the description of Twitter as a giant, crowded, noisy bar where people yell out stuff to each other. It’s especially fun during big events like the vice-presidential debates or mild earthquakes. If I find @susankitchens there, we chat a bit in that public forum

Sometimes it seems silly, because Susan is a dear friend, and I know her phone number(s). I even know the phone number she had 25 years ago—only because the numbers play the tune “It’s a Small World After All.” (In case you’re wondering, it’s 449-7525. Try it—but please hang up before it rings.) Once I tweeted to her, “Sod Twitter, I’m ringing you up” because why yell across a crowded room when you can pick up the telephone?

In any case, here’s my Tweet:

kellylcr Brave New World comes to the school lunch room: Big Mother is Watching

That’s a link to Karen E. Klein’s interesting and humorous article in today’s LA Times. Oops–wrong!  That’s Karin Klein’s piece, not Karen E. Klein’s piece.  Thanks to Karen (via email) and Susan C for the correction.

Re: Karin’s piece (the one in the tweet):  Oh, the brave new world of electronic surveillance in your kid’s life. Being underage never sucked so much.

Karen E. Klein does write for the LA Times—her Small Business column appears each Monday in the Business section.  Karen E. Klein tells me that she’s been getting confused with Karin Klein for the last 25 years.  It was really fun when the two of them worked in the same office as Gary Klein.

Even though I don’t know my Karin Klein from my Karen E. Klein, what I said in the original version of this post still stands:  San Gabriel Valley-ites, You may not realize it but we have a writer/editor/expert power couple living in our midst. Karen is an established expert on small business finance and retirement. She is also married to Steve Scauzillobackbone of the Pasadena Star News. Say what you will about the incredible shrinking local paper—I like local news is important. And I appreciated this recent editorial about California’s Department of Fish and Game as well.

Well, thanks to Firefox crashing twice (10 open tabs is a challenge), this has taken an hour. Buh-bye!  UPDATE: And thanks to my inability to focus properly before 9 am, an extra half hour was required to fix my foog.  I mean goof.

Thank you, patient reader.