Monthly archive

February 2024

Irish Family Saints, Cinema, Books, and Music

February 29, 2024
FAMILY SAINTS - The sainted grandfather I’m named after, Michael Patrick McGuire, followed his sister Brigit out of L'Isle-aux-Allumettes, Canada to the City to build houses on Cass St. and Lovers’ Point in Monterey. Roosevelt Democrat, he ran the Youth Conservation Corp in Yosemite until the Depression and TB did

Hairballs and Fridge Dolls

February 29, 2024
Author Hugh Prather said, “No matter what we talk about, we are talking about ourselves.” Whoa, nowhere to hide?? Normally I work with safety harness and a spotter, but I’ll start this off with a mention about the Victorian series, Miss Scarlet & the Duke, and its plot line of

Getting Old…

February 29, 2024
There is a new site for senior citizen dating. It’s called "I've fallen in love and I can't get up." Santa Cruz comic Richard Stockton gets a gig to perform at the Carmel Foundation.


February 29, 2024
Delivering food was one of my first jobs and one of my last. Because of my choices, there was a quest to find a woman to fall in love with a steady job who could help pay more than her share for the rent and didn’t mind that my degree

A World of Gerontocracy

February 29, 2024
One of the words that came up in my Wordsmith “A Word A Day” emails was “gerontocracy,” (jer-uhn-TOK-ruh-see) which means “The system of government by old people.” It didn’t specify how old the people would have to be to qualify for this word, but I’m guessing we already have this.

Fix It Again, Tony!

February 29, 2024
March is here, the birds are singing and all that jazz. Hello allergies of mine. It’s been a while. Moving on for now.  The other day the 25th anniversary of The Sopranos popped on my feed and I went oh, this show, sure I’ll click it. Now, for the record,

Hello. I Must be Going.

February 29, 2024
I’ve noticed a troubling trend. I’ll get somewhere and soon after, I want to leave. It must come with age. There is a socialization saturation point. I can hear myself at 85, “I don’t need to meet more people. There’s no room left in my brain to remember anyone else.”

The Day the Champ Came to Town

February 29, 2024
"The swing-shift crew at Naturipe Berry Growers in Watsonville got a surprise visit from a legend of the boxing world. It was about 1 a.m. while most Watsonville residents were snug in their beds that a man driving a motorhome stopped in to ask the way to the KOA campgrounds,
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