Last month, immigration officials began hassling me because every square inch of my passport was filled up with stamps and visas. I mailed it to Washington to have extra visa pages inserted. Now I’m sweating bullets because I’m supposed to fly to London on Sunday and my passport is in transit and Continue reading
Before my last flight from Berkeley to London, I bought a pair of the latest Bose noise-canceling headphones. They set me back just shy of $350. Had I to make the decision to get them again, would I? In a heartbeat.
On the flight from Berkeley to London, the phones enabled me to retreat into my Continue reading
Spring is here. Weather was glorious today in Berkeley, so I took a walk up Buena Vista Way. Architect Bernard Maybeck worked his magic along this steep street after the Great Berkeley Fire of 1923 wiped out 600 buildings, including most of his domestic masterpieces.
Maybeck build this one for his Continue reading
Since my vegetarian wife is in Alaska visiting our vegetarian son, I can get away with smelling up the kitchen at home frying flesh. And tonight I was in the mood for a fritura to rekindle memories of eating in Spain.
Smelt on the left, anchovies to the right. You get about this many for a dollar Continue reading
Jay aping Hannibal the Cannibal
Uta at the World Ice Art Championships
Photographing the electric plug for the car
Audit your brain
This coming Tuesday, March 10, I’ll be leading a brown-bag lunch session on Informal Learning: Learning Outside of the Classroom at IARC on the campus of the University of Alaska at Fairbanks. Ping me if you’re interested.
On Thursday, March 12, the Learning Irregulars and I will facilitate Continue reading
Today I read Weapons of Mass Instruction by John Taylor Gatto. Formerly an award-winning school teacher, Gatto now spews more vitriol at schooling than anyone else I have ever encountered. If you are unfamiliar with his work, you must visit his site. Years ago, Heidi Fisk turned me on to Gatto; Continue reading
Yesterday I returned to Berkeley after a couple of fun-filled, stimulating weeks in Europe.
I’ve been coming to the Continent for the last half century but I’m still a wide-eyed tourist who revels in the art, antiquity, and eccentricity I encounter on the other side of the Atlantic.
The nominal Continue reading
