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,
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 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,