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What’s going on in my life
Tuesday, November 8 to Sunday, November 13: six days and three states, about 1,700 miles, and lots of fun. My riding companions were my Tucson friend Dave on a BMW RT1200 and my son Gregory on an Indian Chief. Dave and I rode to Las Vegas to hook up with my son, who lives there. […]
I love what I do at Pima Air & Space Museum, and always try to give visitors as good an experience as I can. So it was especially nice to get this note from a member of the museum staff who took two out-of-town visitors on my tram tour yesterday afternoon: Hi Paul – I […]
Early on Election Day, I got on my motorcycle and headed out on a six-day trip. I knew I’d hear no news until arriving at my first night’s destination, but was confident that by then Hillary Clinton would be on her way to a landslide victory, a blue Senate sweeping in with her. So here we are, one week later. […]
Good thing I voted by mail, because Tuesday, November the 8th—election day—I’m heading out on a five-day, three-state motorcycle trip. As always, the closer I get to a mini-Gypsy run, the more it occupies my thoughts, to the point where everything else is pushed aside. Good luck, Hillary … this supporter has voted and moved […]
This post is all about me. Me, me, me. But hey, at least you’ll see some photos to break up the monotony! I turned 70 on Halloween. I remember, as a kid, calculating how old I’d be when Halley’s Comet came. The year would be 1986 and I’d be 40. I couldn’t imagine either number: […]
For me, voting was a slam dunk—with the exception of two ballot items, Pima County Treasurer and Arizona Proposition 205. The incumbent county treasurer, a Republican, is running unopposed. After the impeachment of President Bill Clinton, led by a cabal of serial philanderers, I vowed never to vote for another Republican. I meant it and have kept my […]
An upper molar is bothering me, the same tooth that drove me to endure endodontic torture in June. It’s acting up again and I’m going to have to call the dentist to see if he can work me in. As a metaphor for tonight’s debate between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump, an aching tooth seems […]
It’s been a couple of weeks. Our goddaughter Natasha and her five-year-old daughter Giorgianna have been here for several days, not counting side trips to northern Arizona and New Mexico. Donna took them to the airport this morning for their flight home to San Jose. Our granddaughter Taylor came down from Las Vegas last Friday […]