Wednesday, September 30, 2020



Made time today to meet Jack for lunch at Jack London Square. So glad I did. He's been a friend for a long time and the meeting gave me a kick in the butt to start putting more priority into friendships that have languished due to too many lower priority distractions taking me off task. Time to get that back in alignment.

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Random Thought

Is it a mandate that all newscasts and speakers have a bookcase with strategically placed relevant book titles visible in the background? Seems so to me.

Monday, September 28, 2020



I'm in a slightly shitty mood but improving. Day was good, well paced and productive. Kids were with us all day, which resulted in my doing some back/forth driving to take Tommy to and from the Gym, then again to and from practice at Leigh. He was wiped and cranky, so we took a shower and got In/Out. Then when we got home, getting late but still light, he wanted to drive. He was defensive and confrontational and did a few really bothersome things. He's trying to just drive like I might and I had to tell him that his 4 drives so far do not equal my 40 years of experience. I told him to drive like he knows I am nervous, and like he knowns that even the slightest accident to paralyze me for life. Both are true. Then I let him stay out too long (realized it too late) and it got dark and he was arguing that his lights were on when they were not. It's infuriating to work so hard to do so much to give him all these opportunities only to be made to feel the way he claims his mom makes him feel.

Sunday, September 27, 2020


Woke early, worked together for 30min and cleaned the house up including vacuuming and kids laundry too. Felt good to get an early start. It always does. Kids got dropped, went on a great long drive w/Tommy behind the wheel to Calaveras road, through Ed Levin Park and back out and around. Nice new adventure. Got Lauren's hair trimmed afterwards and ended up watching "Being John Malkovich" on a whim. I wanted to see the puppetry and just kept it playing. I also want to watch "I'm thinking of ending things" again after reading reviews and analysis. I might do that momentarily. Took kids and Scottie o Alpine Inn, haven't been in awhile, they've really up'd their game w/their setup being pretty much all outside in the beer garden. Foot has dramatically improved and menu expancded too. Stopped at Salt and Straw, enjoyed a long leisurely drive down El Camino to Almaden and back home. Kids have no school tomorrow, and they're going to hand w/me for the day. We'll likely go driving again in the PM. Tommy's driving very well.

Saturday, September 26, 2020



Today was a well-balanced day. Spent the AM getting things setup for both of our kindles to enable easy loading of content from iPhones and Macs. Took a few tweaks but got it working. These things get way to convoluted at times. But, it's working. Now ot actually READ the stuff I'm capturing. I have an increasing backlog of audiobooks and saved pages. I went to my mom's and followed up on helping clean the glass rom the broken window via her ShopVac, and hung w/Lindsey there for awhile. Returned home, and found that Jen about 30min into "I'm thinking of ending things", a movie that recently cropped up on Netflix. It turns out, to my surprise and pleasure, it's a new Charles Kaufman. I had no idea. I got situated to watch it and beyond some interruptions including pickup up and dropping off Tommy, I watched it and enjoyed it, yet still struggled to solve the puzzle. I was spot on in some instance but off on the overall concept. Thank you, internet, for making it easy to find posts explaining it. I'll have to watch again soon. Jen made a wonderful TriTip which we enjoyed w/a 2014 Malbec on the patio. So nice to have some downtime. We watched a celebrity-loaded 'table read' of "Fast Times at Ridgemont High" on YouTube which was fun, too. I also dictated a pretty elaborate post for another time while driving to/from my moms. It's a great way to draft things and I might start doing it more often. Kids are with us tomorrow at 10 and I'm sure we'll be doing some drivin'

Friday, September 25, 2020


Jen dropped Tommy at the Gym in the early AM. Linda didn't appreciate that she had to pick him up and apparently there were additional conflicts involved. This shit's draining at times. Had a good validating Call with Tom and there's things coming my way Monday related to making some hopefully positive changes. Tommy showed up at 4pm but ended up wanting to be dropped at Pano which took a weight off, as I didn't want another contentious night. Took Aqui salads to my mom's w/a bottle of Mitchella 2018 Chardonnay. Enjoyed the chance to visit, helped w/the removal of the shattered pieces of her dual pane full size bedroom window due to a the gardener's mower tossing a rock. It was an amazing sight. Her description of it's slowly fragmenting over a day or two and suddenly shattering under the weight sounded incredible. And the sound, I hear, was too. Glad to be home, w/Jen and Scottie, and able to have a bit of a break fro the remainder of the evening. I need it.

Thursday, September 24, 2020



Today was one of those days that flew by. Tommy's here, off schedule and, man, was my evening consumed with efforts to resolve the conflicts and dysfunction between he and his mom. I had to abandon game plans with friends after things escalated due to him having lost it at her house, with name calling and more. I spent the evening doing my best to diplomatically share my own observations in response to her many texts while also talking diligently with him about how to find a way to mange frustration and to have better communication. I really hope there's some balance to come for them and I'm doing all I can to facilitate an arrangement where he has more autonomy and that he wants to be at and enjoy time in his mom's home. I had a good balance and productive work day. I started watching "End of Life" and I hope to finish it tomorrow. I have a few other writing efforts under way but with the introduction of the drama into our evening, that took a back seat. I'm looking forward to going to visit my mom tomorrow, she's feeling the isolation and needs some human interaction. Heh…. Maybe we'll put Hamilton on :-).

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

On The Turning Away

I've noted before that my experiences, to date, with death, have been minimal and sheltered. I've become increasingly aware through the years that at some point I'll witness to an increasing percentage of people I've known in my life, passing away, until it's me that does so instead of them. I absolutely dread that the odds will only increase that I'll experience the loss of friends and family more and more in the coming decades. This evening, I glimpsed the early warning signs of such an instance, when a distant friend reached with something important they needed to tell me.

A restless night sleep with rampant stressful ruminations ended at dawn. Still, as I strive to maintain consistency, I started the day with a routine meditation. It's not always easy but I can I try to not put anything into my thoughts beforehand, such as emails or conversations or anything that might 'spin the day up'. Work was productive and my presentation of the story point calculations was well received. Melissa texted me out of nowhere, wanting to talk about something. I called and learned of her having some serious medical issues going on. It felt good to be of support and I'm hoping she's able to get through some challenging issues.Tommy flipped another grade, and we drove from LG Swin & Raquet to Pano to get Lauren, snagged el pollo via drive thru, and then all the way to Grant ranch. Each time he's doing better, or I am, or we are. In any event it was a good drive. I drove us back since it was getting dark. I learned of the release of "Tea for the Tillerman 2". How powerful it is now, to listen to Yusuf (Cat Stevens) perform Father & Son 50 years later. I first listened to it at 17 and identified with the son, and now as the father of a 17yr old of my own. Lauren and I watched a bit of Les Mis 25th Anniversary performance, and it brought Denise to mind, who'll I'll always remember. having introduced me to it back in the early 90's at 21st Century. Lauren and I have tickets for June 2021. I'm going to see Jack Marks next Wed which will be wonderful, it's been too long and I'm grateful we are able to coordinate meeting up. Getting old suck and I don't want to miss out on opportunities I might not have again.

Monday, September 21, 2020

"The more stoned I become, the boulder I get" is what adorned a rock paperweight, if I recall, in my father's den. This crossed my mind tonight as I gave thought to some of my goals and efforts, and I thought that the more confident I become, the more honest I am willing to be. I think that's a pretty simple statement to read and agree with, but to realize it in a moment is an "in the zone" experience.

American't

I don't recall where I have heard it so much lately (perhaps PBS, but more likely "Hamilton"), but the term "The American Experiment" has been floating around in my head lately. Spoiler Alert:The American experiment has failed. Not because of Trump, although it's certainly been accentuated by his time in office. The racism, political polarization, commercialism, class separation, and more. It goes way back in our history. We, collectively, through complacency, ignorance and greed, fucked this experiment up. Royally. I was raised to pledge allegiance daily, and to believe that we're "the greatest country" in the world. That feels like brainwashing in hindsight. And as I look around today, behind us and ahead too, I am wholly disheartened. I suspect there are many other countries and places I could have lived my life in a far more satisfying manner, amongst a populace significantly less inclined to act viciously towards another human being, as we have proven ourselves capable of doing again and again. I want to have faith that we as a global society might get our collective shit together and stop screwing things up for others in order to better our own circumstances. But I fear something so forward thinking would be met with strong and violent opposition by those who see it as a backward step into an abyss. I hope all of our kids have a future filled with more familial recognition across humanity.

I keep sporadically stopping to recognize and appreciate the reflective properties that journaling provides. Even a mundane day has moments worth remembering. A good-coffee morning, fresh air, dog walks and deep talks, active mornings meetings are a few examples. Sticking to a planned focused eating effort is another. Knocking $40+/month of Comcast without a degradation in service. Listening to a couple of new podcasts that are aligned with my current focus. Working though and preventing a fight over how the dishwasher is used instead of wasting time arguing over, uh, dishes?

Sunday, September 20, 2020


Dropped kids after a final drive w/Tommy to Campbell for a stop at Orchard Valley Coffee. He did well but continues to react to my direction with smarts comments so I continue repeating that I'm not the enemy. I'm pretty proud of how well I managed it, the weekend, and the fact that I saw an opportunity to make a choice to find balance in the situation. Lauren keeps pointing out that I'm calmer than most parents, which is really nice to hear. It's not easy. And I mentally crashed for most of the day, retreating to a degree into my own space. I worked on and finally finalized, after months and months, the docs TB needs and I expect further actions this week. Also posted a CL listing intended to help folks avoid being scammed online as I have recently been, and at least one reader responded w/a supportive story and experience. That restored a bit of faith in humanity. Washed the car w/Jen, walked the dog, ate some leftovers and ended up listening to a really good actualized.org post regarding life purpose. It was timely given the recent aspirations of my own. I'll listen again tomorrow and perhaps dive into a few others for a week-long effort to revisit and perhaps realign some ideals with some ideas.


Saturday, September 19, 2020



Jen got home late after a night w/girlfriends. She was a bit tipsy but more tired than anything and I regret her taking a risk driving home. I'm glad she made it ok. We all slept in and spent some time in the AM driving with Tommy at the wheel again. It was a better outing than yesterday. We drove about and ended up making a stop at Nike outlet to get them some stuff they needed. We returned home, kids ate some lunch and we took and dropped Lauren at Vasona. We got dinner things at GOBM and while there, Tommy, remembering that Lauren said she had nothing to drink, wanted to take her something. Nice. I realize the motivation might have included a desire to continue driving but I also believe the consideration was genuine. And so we ran a cold gatorade by. After a bit of time at home we went back out yet again, drove around Saratoga, snagged Lauren on time and returned home for burgers on the patio. They were SO good! Lauren, Jen and I watched the RPG documentary from start to finish. It was really good, she was very admirable, and it was inspirational too. I'm starting to formulate my plan for something more substantial of my own due to all the incidents and/or inspirations that seem to either be coming my way or that I'm just more attuned to.

My Father’s Keeper

A few years back, I posted this story of my having had the wonderful opportunity to meet and interview, in depth, my father's first wife, Vicki. I recorded our conversation as we flipped through photo-album after photo-album of their childhood and young lives together. It was simply amazing to have had that opportunity presented to me. It was a chance to explore and learn more about him than I'd ever known, and it filled in bits and pieces of things I knew, as well as shed light on numerous details that gave me a deeper gratitude and appreciation for their shared experiences.

I have since worked my way through the recording and attempted to assemble a cohesive summary of their lives. Although I wanted to run it by Vicki one last time before posting it here, I've not had the opportunity to get her feedback yet and, well, I don't want to wait and risk it never being published. I'm posting it, I'll correct and add photos as soon as I can.

Alan’s father was Webster Mitchell. Webster’s mother was Tilly McCarty. His father was William Franklin Stockstill, the son of Thomas Stockstill and Martha Mitchell. Webster’s family name would typically be Webster Stockstill. but for some unknown reason, William Stockstill either adopted his wife’s name of Mitchell or gave it to Webster instead of Stockstill.

Webster apparently had a sister, “Dolly Mae”, who died in her infancy in 1899. When Webster was younger and had hair, it was curly. He had a masters degree, was an educator and was principal of Westminster grammar or middle school. Then he went to work at a military academy in Long Beach. 

Webster had a brief marriage in his younger years. Vivian was his second wife. Webster did not remarry after Vivian, but he did date. Vicki recalls that Webster was a handsome man and remembers a particular girlfriend of his having a very nice large diamond ring, and that she was a very nice looking woman with a nice figure. Apparently Webster would occasionally show up with a very nice looking girlfriend.

Webster retired early and passed away at 62, possibly that same year, from a heart attack. He hadn’t been feeling well, his landlady had come to bring him some home made soup, and found that he had passed away. He had been living up in Almira, Washington, and that’s where he is buried, along with Tilley McCarty and his father. (There's a conflict here wherein familytree.com says he died 23 January 1963 and is buried in Riverside, California, United States)

Alan’s mother was Vivian Amelia Lau or Law. Both spellings exist on familysearch.com. Vivian’s mother was Mary Girard. Vivian had one brother, Warren, and two sisters. Vivian went to an all woman’s law school in Pennsylvania, where she became chancellor of their class.

Γ‰mile Zola was an author who wrote a book about the case of Captain Dreyfus, a Jewish officer who was a victim of antisemitism. There is some family connection here to Vivian but it's not clear what that connection is yet.

Alan was born with a twin sister was named Amelia Louise, but Amelia did not survive. She passed away within a few days of their birth. Alan was“O” negative blood type. With a mother/father combination of negative/positive, which was apparently the case, you can experience more infant deaths.

His mother knew that he would be successful and scholarly, because when he was little, when someone wanted to find the answer to something, he would say “look in the book”. Alan was also really into photography. He even made a darkroom in the bathroom in the projects where he and Vicki first lived. Alan was a strong swimmer and a baseball player, but he was not into any organized athletics. Alan was also a little socially inept. He was very enthusiastic, perhaps a little too outgoing, like an adorable puppy that jumps on your company.  He had good character. He had a reputation of being honest, smart and kind. He liked Dave Brubeck, George Shearing, and most jazz. He was a ‘Class-A dial-fidigiter’ when it came to the radio. And he had a tendency of making puns, too.

Alan’s mother, Vivian, contracted syphilis and ended up being institutionalized during Alan’s childhood. Vicki never met Vivian. She does recall that when Vivian was being forcibly removed from the house, they pulled her skirt over her head to silence her cries about ‘who’s going to take care of Alan’? Alan was 6 years old. Vicki indicated that she thinks Alan did go visit her, at least once.

Vicki knew Alan since they were 14 years old. They were neighbors in Long Beach at 14, in what used to be Navy housing, and become the projects. They went to the same high school, Polytech High. He was taking calculus and physics and advanced studies in high school, and he was one grade level above Vicki. Her little sister, Linda, who was 7 years younger, was like a little sister to Alan. Everybody assumed they were related because of their blonde hair. He was really good with her. He would swing her around (airplane rides) and take her places.

Alan always treated Vicki like a lady. He doted on her. He would routinely kiss her shoulder, for example. They would go to the beach frequently. They would swim across the bay. They were married at 18. She was 18 when she had Sean, 2 weeks shy of 19 when she had Cathy, and 20 when she had Lisa. Also, Vicki didn’t particularly care for Alan’s father Webster. He mainly ignored them, which was the same behavior that his second wife, Ruby, experienced.

Alan went into the navy for four years after high school. He graduated at the top of his class and he could choose where he wanted to be stationed. He became a radio communications officer. His military ID was K6REP and his HAM radio operators license was "W3FRL", which was also used as a custom plate on the minivan he and Ruby owned in the late 70s.

At first Alan went to a sea plane tender called the USS Kenneth Whiting (AV-14), then he was on the The USS Norton Sound, AKA “the snort’n Norton”, a guided missile ship, on which they tested the terrier missile amongst other things. A photo archive exists here.

Alan used to be gone for six months at a time. He was in San Francisco. He was in Hawaii. He was in Osaka. Alan used to hitch-hike from San Fransisco to LA every weekend. In Osaka, he said they called him “Asiatic”, because he knew so much about Asia… by “asiatic” really meant the were calling him ‘crazy’ and was the term was used in the Pacific regarding military men who begin to act similar to local natives as a result of spending too much time on the islands.

They lived just south of Oxnard in Port Hueneme, on a navy base called “Norton Town”, in the tiniest little place, with two tiny bedrooms. Alan and Vicki then moved to 52 Ozone Avenue in Venice, Ca., right by the beach. It was half a block from the walkway, the beach, the shops, and there was an alley that ran behind the shops that they called “the Speedway”. The neighborhood was populated with mostly older Jewish people. Vicki and Alan were “the belle of the ball” in the neighborhood, because they had two darling little blonde kids. Cathy and Sean learned to say “Mach Schnell” (hurry up). Vicki was pregnant with LIsa, about ready to give birth, when they moved to Mayfield Avenue in Santa Monica.

Alan was really good with the kids and was a good dad. Always wanting to take them on the merry go round, or whatever was available. Alan was always willing to take them out and about, all the time.

Friday, September 18, 2020

A Driving Force

Tommy finally got his learners permit earlier this week. He had some starts and stalls (pun intended) getting to this point. The circumstances surrounding the DMV trips were problematic due to issues surrounding him coordinating the trips with his mom, myself, and his schedule, but he pressed hard as he's learned from experience to do. But it came at a price.

There was ample drama between he and his mom, which rippled my way. My irritation with the situation was building, but once all the issues subsided I took a late lunch and ran him to the DMV to take his test. He passed! He came to my car with his certificate, proudly showed it and opened my driver's side door as an indication I was to let him drive immediately.

I have let him drive before, and he's a very good driver, but it's been at least a year+ and I've also been very VERY clear that even after getting a permit, no driving would happened if his grades were not at a certain level, and they are not. So I said "no" and his face dropped. But we left it there for the past few days.

Tonight he came for the 2nd of his 3-day span with me from Thursday through Saturday and started trying to negation some alternate terms.

I dug in my heals. I know how this goes, and I don't want there to be any 'wiggle room' on grades. So I kindly said "no" several times.

He got up in frustration and walked around the house muttering how he just wants to drive and how long he's waited and what a big deal it was to him to get this and he took off on his board.

I sat and thought for some time about it. I was going through the usual top-level positions related to being firm, digging in, holding him accountable, and more. But I started to remember being that age, getting my license, and yes having grades be a condition of driving, but maybe not on day one. Maybe it's really worth giving him a chance to celebrate and drive for a day or two.

I called him and he answered stoically as I expected. I said "I thought about some of the things you said and I realized I was being to strict. Come home, we'll go for a drive before it's dark and we can drive on Saturday too.".

He came home, still a bit irritated but definitely ready to drive, and we took off with Lauren in the back seat.

I won't lie, it was much harder than I'd anticipated. But he had a lot of build up around this. He was going too fast for my taste, maintaining less distance than I cared for and stopping far later than I am comfortable with. I know it was driving him crazy. I probably drove my dad crazy when I started driving too. But there's so much at risks. Lives. Ours and others. So I talked directly to him about some baseline starting points, speed limits, distances and such.

He wanted to do my routine "Mountain Drive" which made me cringe. But we did, with the agreement of extreme caution and of course with me sporadically pointing out possible obstacles and the continuing speed increases shortly following any time he drove too fast for me and I made him bring it back down to the limits.

When we got back, we talked and laughed and Lauren said she thought parents struggle with their kids driving because parents have driven enough to have had experience the kids have not. She was spot-on.

Tommy took a shower and Lauren and I walked Scottie and talked about her driving or not. She's not expecting she will be able to do so but she'll pursue a license anyway in case she's able to make it past the tests. She's confident that between public transit and self driving cars in the near future, she'll likely have ample options for transportation. And she's OK with that.

I'll be driving with him tomorrow, hopefully a bit less stressfully. I told him that after tomorrow the grades will block further driving but each grade brought back up will get him a day to drive and once they're all back up it'll be a more frequent option.

It was surreal sitting in the passenger seat, experiencing what they experience on the drive through the foothills and realizing that some day, just as I have and will continue to do for my mom, they may be driving me places I need help getting to. Another milestone has been reached.

I reached a milestone of my own, too. Talking honestly and sincerely with both of them about my reasoning, my change of heart and my concerns for their safety and the safety of others, and of how I will support their growth and independence. They are their own person now, and they'll be adults next year. 

This is coming to another transition point. I'm trying to put myself in their shoes while still wearing my own so I might stumble and seem off balance, but I'll get the hang of it.
Tommy's early AM gym trip with his friend got a bit off track, and I ended up going to get Tommy and Caden at 7am, which was fine. I'm glad to be able to help out. Tommy didn't sleep and got over-carinated so he was 'jacked up' when I got him. He fell asleep before returning he and Lauren to his mom's. They're both enjoying their airPod pros. The rest of the day was a standard work day. Jen went to visit with girlfriends. Ruth Bader Ginsberg died and Jeri/I exchanged a brief text about it just before he arrived via his mom and Lauren scootered from Viktojria's. I let Tommy get some drive time in. Lauren and I watched "Every Brilliant Thing". I teared up and fantasized about what I might do a one-man-play about were I to ever have the drive and opportunity to do so. Then she and I started watching the RBG documentary. She wants me to wait to finish it with her tomorrow. She's enjoying it. I'm proud to be sharing the experience of her watching it and recognizing her own opportunities and individuality through this person's accomplishments and impacts.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020



I took the day off from work today. I'm in a 'use it or lose it' position and I don't want to lose it. It was a really great day. I started off the day with coffee and a meditation. When I got coffee I followed an impulse to abandon my daily routine Planetary Design travel mug and instead, got the more traditional ceramic "open" mug just to change things up. As we walked out to walk the dog I saw Jen had, without collaboration, done the exact same thing. I thought that was cool. I spent the morning listening to "The Death of Santini" and a Michael Shermer lecture about critical thinking and also to "Escaping the Rabbit Hole" as I worked my way through each of the kids bedrooms, folded and put away a ton of clothes, cleaned windows and mirrors and changed sheets too. I'm setting the bar they'll be held to from now on with daily oversight. I took a walk at lunch at the park by the Villages off Meridian and chatted for 45min w/Eric F. It was a welcome conversation and chance to catch up. Jen/I played cards w/the usual crowed and it was fun, too. I also listened this morning to blogs related to writing. I am pressing myself to work towards some ideas and goals that this step is inspirational. Tommy and his mom got into a disagreement and more presumptions were cast my way as to the nature of my influence. It's infuriating.

Tuesday, September 15, 2020


I'm thinking a lot about thinking less and acting more. How's that for a sentence. It struck me recently that I kept thinking of things I want to do in life but never do them. All talk, no action. I've had granious fantasies about doing something with a broad impact for decades. I want, no I NEED, to start acting. To start doing. It'll never happen if I don't do it, right? Sunday was fun at Matt's w/the Virtual birthday for Mark. Jen took Tommy to the Gym early am today, again. It helps her get up and starting her day. She's so good natured, it's amazing. And he has been easier to coordinate with the last couple of days. Lauren rides along and brings sunshine into the morning. I started working on a full clearing of crap from their room (empty cans, dirty clothes, etc) and we are setting up some house rules starting this week. No food/drink in rooms, and such. I felt like my mom putting up a house rules sigh. I worked into the evening on this stuff, just because I needed to focus and, yes, "act" instead of think. I'm taking tomorrow off from work to focus on some further "acting" ideas related to writing.

Sunday, September 13, 2020


Looking for something to do with our day, we drove to Gilroy with a plan to hit Nike outlet and adventure in the backroads. However the line at the Nike store was out the door and literally wrapped around the back of the building. We pulled the ripcord on that Idea and grabbed a burger at In 'n Out. It was weird being down there, It used to be such a big deal and hopping destination. Weekends were packed. I've not gone back for a couple of decades sans a trip or two when the kids were younger. Tommy got invited to a friends in SJ so we returned, dropped him and headed to Niles. We browsed Antique stores in masks and got lots of complimentary hand sanitizer. A stop at Devout Coffee and Nature's Organic Ice Cream, and we returned. Tommy was arriving w/fiends to pick up swim gear for a gym run. Jen and I went to Matt's a part of a surprise for Mark's birthday. We enjoyed a wonderful meal, good conversation, better whisky, and closed with Cake and Lemon-cello. Got back around 8.20, ran to get Panda and gas up the car. I'm grateful that I have a wide range of friend and I am hoping to build more, consciously and consistently.

Got it done. It's a quick-hit simple solution to having a couch with no coffee or side table, and it's working great. Glad to have completed it.



Saturday morning started off with a routine dog-walk interrupted by our coming across a set of a small animal's 'internal organs' on the sidewalk about 4 houses away. Now, we've had coyotes spotted and cats have gone missing and every time I see our neighbor's cat, "Oreo", I hope that they keep him in at night. In fact I kept wanting to mention it to Stephanie but never made the effort. Finding this just wrenched my gut, thinking it was Oreo remains I was looking at. We finished our walk and about 5 hours in the other direction, I spotted and identified the head and tail of a mouse. To me, the size differences between this and the 'guts' were too different and these were separate incidents. I collaborated with neighbors, verified Oreo and other pets were accounted for and texted w/my mom about her own experiences and such. I shared photos with her (the more graphic one is withheld here) and it seems likely it's the same animal. As I put it to her, "It makes more sense than two concurrent, but unrelated, animal homicides occurring within a few hundred yards of each other." I spent the AM focused on 'getting things done' by setting aside my procrastination for the moment (get it?) and tackled more tasks I wanted to get accomplished. It's rewarding in the end and inspirational too. I've grown a bit lazy of late and this is a good change to make. I like staying on top of things, and I want to revive my mantra of doing things that need to be done before doing things I want to do instead. I finally cleared out the work-hardware from the bedroom and other scattered clutter. I also tackled staining the long thin "table" behind the couch, with included realizing I had bought a 'base' stain that needed color, not a premixed wood stain. I resorted to literally using food color and balsamic vinegar mixed in! At first, feared it would not work out, it looked purple, but it dried nicely. I ended up getting a clear gloss coating and it's now drying and will be back in place shortly. Jen took off to visit a work friend nearby and Tommy came and hung out. There was some tension about it between he and his mom but it ended up being ok'd. After getting a few things checked off of my list, I settled in and enjoyed watching some random stuff, but started and stopped watching the Netflix documentary, "The Social Dilemma" until Jen and I could watch together. Wow! It was fantastic. I loved it. It's a 'choir preaching moment', admittedly, but rings true from my own observations and experiences. The line "If you're not paying for the product, you are the product" resonated deeply. I know this going in, I willingly accept targeted ads and such in order to use things like Google's products, including this blogging platform. I do think good things have come from all of these tools and systems. As an adult I feel like it's my responsibility to manage and balance my time and "addiction" to anything. However, as one of the people interviewed said, the intended use and what ends up happening on the platform are sometimes not what was expected. The point made of the impact on children and adults too, with the use of AI/ML to systematically and aggressively work to maintain continued engagement, is something I'm intimately familiar with, and it s not a "fair fight", as they put it. In fact, part of why I stopped posting on Facebook and Twitter and Instagram was because I didn't want my content to be a gateway to this sort of systemic problem. I'll be watching this again, and sharing it, too. Ultimately, this is the sort of movement I'd love to be a part of, working to put more 'ethics, integrity and balance' into our society.

Friday, September 11, 2020

I didn't sleep too well. Jen dropped Tommy at the gym at 6.30 and I got up and meditated, the topic being about procrastination and ways to start a task that feels overwhelming. That hit a nerve or two. I have wayyyyyy to many things on my list of tasks to tackle and some of the most important things I can and should be doing with my time don't get done. Sometimes because it's overwhelming to start. So yeah, timely. And with yesterday's success with a work task being tackled this came at a time of open mindedness. I was focused and engaged throughout the day and spent the PM tackling the task of getting the patio cleared out of clutter that'd crept in over time, as clutter can. But starting it was a simple step and with airpods, Calm masterclass audio and picking a corner to begin in, I ended up getting it managed and getting the garage tidy'd up too. Felt great to get off the computer for awhile. Lauren's MBA arrived and I dropped it off at Pano. Scottie got his due-claws trimmed. Tommy came over late afternoon and his mom picked him up at 10. She 'accidentally' texted me a pretty brutal letter that she said afterwards was not intended to be sent. I'm grateful that Tommy seems to be getting a modest degree more conscious about his treatment of her and seemed to listen and take in some of the things I said about making positive changes. Lauren came in when he got picked up ans showed us the computer. It's beautiful and it suits her.
For me, blocking all of the promoted content on Twitter is reminiscent of flipping through a magazine and removing the 1-dozen subscription cards from between the pages.

Thursday, September 10, 2020


When I dropped Tommy at his mom's this AM and said "see you later" I sorta figured it would be before the next formal custody change, and he was back here this afternoon. It's fine, but the tension and conflict between him and his mom is just so fucked up. It's a very hard path to navigate when it means not discounting his feelings while calling out his own role. It's truly ODD in nature. A few text grenades were tossed my way but I didn't engage beyond talking to him about it directly. I plowed through a work task (1password scrum) and I got most of it wrapped up. It was good being in the zone, but I want to setup more 1:1 with the team to just check in on how they're holding up. Craigslist people can be total flakes. I watched the 3rd and final "Silicon Valley The Hidden Story" shows and it was so amazing to see how an evolution I lived through and contributed to continues to evolve. I miss being in that, very much. I am so grateful to have been where I have, regretful in hindsight that I didn't realize it as fully, and hopeful that whatever I do next might return me to that position again.

Tuesday, September 08, 2020



I ran out at lunch w/Jen to get a frame for the painting of Scottie, and found a perfect pristine one for $2 at Hope. Score! I picked up Tommy from LG Swim and Racquet tonight, then we snagged Lauren, and it's sounding like tomorrow AM w/include a similar round for drop-offs. Stuck to the plan to constrain eating out and that worked out well. I got annoyed to find that Lauren broke my iPhone SE screen (minor but still…) and got pushback from them for being 'a downer' when it's clear she's not treating it with more responsibility. Also, apparently, Tommy and his mom had a fight and squirtted water at her out of frustration with her, and she turned around and as I had foreseen put the blame on my and saw fit to direct me to not encourage or support him having done so. As if I actual would do that! Infuriating and infantile accusations, considering he called me right after and told me and my first response was that it was unwarranted, should never be done and he should apologize. So I didn't need to be told how to handle it or have it implied I'd encourage it but that' par for the course with her. Anyway I finally started listening to "The Death of Santini" by Pat Conroy. I am once again floored, and inspired, by his writing. I'm sending a recommend to Marissa. Hoping she and Nigel come down soon.

Monday, September 07, 2020

Tommy woke me on arrival. Unexpected arrival. He needed shoes as well as protein powders (all) I had bought for him at Matson. Will have to follow up on not being the sole provider of such and it's return, too. Jens brother and sister-in-law were lined up to stop by but had to bail. I suggested toJen that we take Lauren a Jamba since it was 100+ and she was working. Jen suggested we take enough for everybody. We did and it was a nice idea to do so. Watched 2nd Silicon Valley series on Prime. Amazing to have lived through and makes me miss being at the center of it all.

Sunday, September 06, 2020



Jesus it was hot today. 104° according to online resources. We stayed in, prep'd for dinner, cleaned and such. Made early am runs to thrift and grocery shopping, then hunkered down. Oh, I packed up 3 bags of recycle and left it out and Jen pointed out that the guy that comes around got 'em. I liked seeing that. House stayed reasonably cool and Jen used the outdoor oven to make chicken. She created a "charcuterie" platter and I made frozen Verbena Mojitos.Cheryl really surprised us with a gift of a painting of Scottie, and we absolutely love it. I've got to find a frame for it asap. We enjoyed food and wine and watched Murder on the Orient Express (so well made) while enjoying Lemon Cello they brought. That stuff is so good, and strong. I'm thrilled to have it. Agreed today to cover 1/2 of Tommy's LG Swim and Racquet membership for the foreseeable future.

Saturday, September 05, 2020

Last night, Jen BBQ'd the steaks we'd been dry-aging all week. AND they were phenomenal. Drool worthy. I used a smokey blue-cheese and butter-sautéd purple onion as a topping, along side her cheese-cauliflower rice and a 2014 Martin Ranch Malbec. It was just as good this morning as we used some for steak and eggs. I'm thinking it would be really interesting to get another set from Costco and try running a test between wet-aged, dry-aged and frozen/thawed for 45days to compare the results. It's fascinating, really, to think about this as a variation. It's like the clear ice thing, i get pulled into these moments and dive deep for awhile and move on. This might be the next obsession. It was hot today but not as hot as it'll be tomorrow. Lauren worked until 2 and we got her and made a run to the coast. Hwy 17 was wide open, given that beaches were closed. We tried Philz but it was packed. We called Fishermans Grotto but they too had long waits. So we enjoyed driving about, getting out of the heat, then returning later as it subsided. We got Andale takeout and Lauren went to Viktoria'a while Jen/I tied making frozen Verbena Mojitos with herbs from our garden. I wanted to find some uses for the Lemon Verbena and, man, did I. These will be perfect for our dinner plans tomorrow. I found an opportunity to reflect on my reactions to tommy's comments and nit-picking as a manifestation of my own examples being set over the years. It's important to me that I keep that in mind and in check. I think he/I have a dynamic just like he/his mom do. Wherein there's default patterns that repeat. So being mindful helps me be the break in that. Linda's seemed to relax a bit about Tommy coming to Matson. She still asks the "yes/no" question to get my appproval envy though I have repeatedly said it's unnecessary. But at least it's happening.

Thursday, September 03, 2020

Relatively low-key focused work day. Pollo Loco dinner for kids, and they pressed me to go for a drive. Just to get out. Something I used to enjoy but for some reason, just not into of late. Seems like I just want to hang and chill not drive about. But I did anyway because I wanted to break out of a rut. It was great. We saw Eric G en route to Stevens Creek Res., drove to Garrod, out to Saratoga, and through LG and Hicks. Enjoyed the fresh air, music and just being out. Thanked 'em for pressing me a bit. It was worth it.

Wednesday, September 02, 2020



All-Hands meeting went well. Bi-weekly cards game was fun, always is great to see everybody and especially Carl and Sheila. I would love to go visit Steve and Diana. Tommy called me during the game and it turns out he got cut off on his board and fell but was upset from fighting w/his mom prior to this incident. I picked him up, let his mom know I had him, let him vent and made sure he was OK. I don't know what tomorrow will bring but I'll deal with it with his best interests in mind. Watched the rest of Cobra Kai, it's being stretched thin but it was entertaining nonetheless. Also watched 1st of 3 part series Silicon Valley The Untold Story.~

Tuesday, September 01, 2020




Riya's MacBook shipment remains in limbo so, I ran one of the two loaners to "Mountain House" between Livermore and Tracy. Tommy dropped by for awhile. Had a nice GNO visit w/the geeks and enjoyed a few more episodes of Cobra Kai. What stands out for me is that it's a great look into 'the other side of the story', how perception is highly subjective, how peoples actions have deeper origins, and how what you think motivates somebody might be more about assumption and less about intent.

It's The Little Things

It occurred to me this evening while doing simple things with the kids and Jennifer that there's a reason the "montage of great moments" in movies is never the big things. It's never the grandiose trips and over-the-top endeavors. It's the simple moments. It's running to the store, working together to make a meal, hanging out and laughing. That's the stuff that's in the montages that show the highlights and value of one's life.