Category: Culture

  • Sound off

    Sound off

    I am, by nature, an introvert.  I am not shy – nobody would accuse me of that!  And I can hold my own at a party or in a crowded room.  But when it comes right down to it, I’d rather be alone.  And that, I am told, is the indicator.  The test.  Is ‘alone’…

  • A brief history of pink

    A brief history of pink

    We have a gentleman (ahem!, and I use the term loosely) that works here at my residence who is very enamored with the color pink.  I often taunt him about it.  And he retaliates by assaulting me with the color any chance he gets.  One December, I awoke to find that overnight he had filled…

  • Swearing

    Swearing

    WARNING:  This post contains strong language.  Reader discretion is advised. Yesterday, I underwent an outpatient medical procedure meant to diagnose some issues I am having with my bladder. As it involved the doctor looking inside my bladder with a tiny camera attached to a scope, and as there is really only one way to accomplish that…

  • Wikipediasnob

    Wikipediasnob

    I love a good dose of etymology – word origins, and how their meaning has changed over time, not to be confused with entomology, the study of bugs.  But you have to be careful.  There are lots of stories out there.  Many are not true.  Before we all had instant access to the Internet on…

  • The Penguin Lessons

    The Penguin Lessons

    Last March, I wrote a movie review here.  I mentioned how I tend to steer clear of recommending movies (or tv shows, or albums, or books) because I realize that tastes vary and what I think is good you might regard as rubbish, and vice versa.  I could tell you my favorite tv show right…

  • Books for Looks

    Books for Looks

    In my apartment, I have a small credenza sitting under a window that faces north and offers me a stunning view of San Gorgonio Mountain, which, at 11,500 ft., is the tallest mountain in Southern California. On the credenza sits a plant, a photo of Gordon, a tchotchke, a Mexican ironwood (the Olneya tesota tree…

  • An Ode to the Dumpling

    An Ode to the Dumpling

    If we’re going Asian, I gotta have potstickers, gyoza in Japanese restaurants and jiaozi in Chinese eateries.  Either way, they are dumplings – made with garlicky meat or shrimp and vegetables, wrapped in a thin noodle-like wrapper with pleated edges – and they are delicious.  You can get them steamed or fried, and they are…

  • The Test

    The Test

    80 years ago today, a man died.  He has long been a hero of mine, though I know him only from history books.  He was a disabled man who, at the age of 39, began experiencing symptoms of a paralytic illness that would confine him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.  At…

  • Cotillion

    Cotillion

    As a young boy I showed little interest in the things boys generally show interest in.  But if there was one thing I was fascinated by, it was kitchens – the cupboards, the appliances, the counters.  While Chris, and Dave, and Brock were out riding skateboards, I was usually in my mom’s kitchen. I would…

  • A Movie Review

    A Movie Review

    I’m not in the habit of doing movie reviews, here or anywhere else.  Mainly because people like what they like, they have their own tastes which may or may not match mine, and de gustibus non disputandum est, a Latin maxim meaning “in matters of taste, there can be no disputes.” So my telling you that I…