Category: Memorabilia

  • Directing Traffic

    Directing Traffic

    “Hollywood” as an industry goes through cycles.  Of course, you have the big studios which each have the facilities to complete an entire television show or film “in house.”  But economic conditions sometimes dictate outsourcing to specialty studios that can often provide work at a more cost-effective price point.  It was during one of these…

  • Speech Therapy

    Speech Therapy

    Back during the winter of 2006-07, I was hospitalized at Cedars-Sinai in West Hollywood.  Following brain surgery which yielded a diagnosis of PML, I spent about a week in the ICU and then another week “recovering” in the posh “celebrity wing” I’d finagled my way into (just how is a story for another time).  The…

  • Rock of Ages

    Rock of Ages

    This is the story of a rock. Not a metaphorical rock. And we could argue whether the rock would more accurately be called a stone, or a boulder. And I just made a note in my journal to write a post in the future about rocks, stones, and boulders, specifically the characteristics of each and…

  • It all started with Ranjit’s legs

    It all started with Ranjit’s legs

    The first computer program I wrote was called ROLO.  That’s not entirely true, because in high school I’d written a program that did nothing but print my name out on the screen ten times to demonstrate to Mr. Rodgers, the Computer Science teacher, my grasp of the concept of “iteration” using a for-next loop.  It…

  • Mexico

    Mexico

    Oh, MexicoIt sounds so sweet with the sun sinking lowThe moon’s so bright like to light up the nightMake everything all right James Taylor, “Mexico,” 1975, from the album Gorilla Watching the coverage of the protests in Los Angeles, one thing stands out.  It is Mexico’s green, white, and red flag that has become a…

  • Pillow Talk

    Pillow Talk

    When I first saw Ray, he was sitting alone at the other end of the bar.  Ray is a “peeler;” he compulsively peels the label off his beer bottle between swigs.  A jet-black head of hair atop an olive complexion gave him a dark, swarthy, almost brooding look.  I could tell he was Latino –…

  • Party like it’s 1999

    Party like it’s 1999

    Mark was a mess.  But he was rich, so as drinking buddies go, when you’re in your 30s and up to your nipples in credit card debt, he was a good friend to have.  Plus he had a really cute Latino boyfriend that I had less than honorable designs on, so I figured “befriending” Mark…

  • Nursie

    Nursie

    There are many dedicated people who, working together, make the elderly, the disabled, and the injured feel safe and “at home” in an assisted living facility.  From the director to the driver, everyone pulls on the same oar to meet the needs of residents.  Usually.  Human nature being what it is, and given we are…

  • Orange!

    Orange!

    My hometown of Glendale in California, a suburb of Los Angeles known as “the jewel city of the Verdugos,” prides itself on not being a part of “the Valley,” properly named the San Fernando Valley.  It sits at the east end of the Valley, and the Verdugo Mountains, foothills of the much larger San Gabriel…

  • A Soapy Reach Around

    A Soapy Reach Around

    The relationship between a caregiver and a disabled person can be confusing for one, the other, or both.  It takes practice, and patience.  As a disabled person who cannot even put on my own shoes without assistance, I am completely dependent on caregivers to get through my day.  This can be difficult psychologically, because as…