Aug. 15th, 2011 11:17 pm

I'm staying at Asilomar, the Julia Morgan-designed retreat center in Pacific Grove on the Monterey Peninsula. (She of Hearst Castle fame.) It's fabulous.   I would love to organize a retreat here.  I think everyone would have an excellent time, but it wouldn't go over to start with. Too bad.  It's owned by the State Park. If this place was private, the rooms would be 3 or 4 times the cost. 

I'm enjoying all my various lodgings.  Sat. night was tent camping.  Sunday was in a hostel, in a six-plex all girl bunkroom, but with only three of us.  Tonight the luxury lodging.  Next three nights, tent camping.  Then I'm going back to the lighthouse hostel.  The location is great. The best part, though, is the hot tub right on the west edge of the cliff. It really is All That.

I'm doing a great job maximizing my stay at Asilomar, and am blowing tomorrow morning by staying up too late. Off I go! 

This is a good XKCD: ; (f*ck cancer, yes yes)
A local friend has spindle cell sarcoma; not good. Her arm has been surgically stripped to bone and tendon with bits of skin.  If it was me, I think I'd have it amputated.

My second housesitter asked if I was going away again and I took the opportunity to schedule another trip. I leave this coming Friday for:   Big Basin Redwoods, Big Basin, Pigeon Point Lighthouse Hostel, Asilomar, Asilomar, Manresa State Beach, Manresa, New Brighton State Beach, Home.  

I didn't check the College of Marin schedule before I paid for all my reservations, duh. I will miss the first week of class.  Oh well. I'm taking classes from people who know me by now, and they will be okay with it. 

Since I got back, I'm not depressed exactly, but I don't want to do anything. I've been spending an astonishing amount of time in my pjs, reading, and catching up on a some key shows.  I remind myself of the lady Harriet the Spy spied on, although I am not ill or pretending to be ill, I'm very well and just stuck. I suspect it's a post-retirement malaise.  The thing to do, is to not do it, and I shan't be once I get back and start lap swimming classes and a couple of science classes.  Yay for school.

Rumor has it that one of the younger generation in the family is having a baby. THANK GOD. We have really healthy genes and hardly anyone has procreated. Damn shame. I'm glad there will be at least one packet of DNA shot into the future, as Jonquil once wrote.  

Temple Grandin's book Animals Make Us Human is fascinating. If you have any interest in how animals, domesticated, wild, and human, work,  you should read this book.  Especially if you have bought into any of this hocum about dominance over your dog -- Ian Dunbar and now Temple Grandin are debunking all the Cesar Milan stuff.  Read it! 
Dear brother,
We have spoken on the phone 5 or 6 times in the last month, starting as soon as I heard that you were planning to drive to SF from Penna. for our mother's 95th birthday. I pointedly, clearly, specifically asked you each time to let me know your exact plans, because I have been wanting to go away for the 2nd week of Nov. for 2  years. This year is especially provident for such a trip, since our sister is staying at my house until Nov. 16, and she could cat-and-housesit.  You waffled a little on dates, but last we talked, you said you'd be here Nov. 5.

On Nov. 2, I found out from my sister, who found out from our mother, that you are not coming to Calif. after all. THANKS FOR THE PHONE CALL, DUDE.

Dear sister,
I know Nov. in the Bay Area is cold compared to the surfing and fishing village you live in south of the Tropic of Cancer.  But I really do not appreciate coming home from an evening play to find you walking around in a nightgown with bare feet, your bedroom French door open, living room windows open, main thermostat cranked up to 74 F, and the heater in the bathroom running -- with the bathroom French door also open, It isn't that hard to close doors and windows when it gets cold outside, and to dress appropriately. That means socks and shoes or slippers.  Pants. Long sleeved shirts. Here's a thought: sweaters! Also, remember when you asserted at a cocktail party that you are an environmentalist, I laughed, and you were offended?  FYI, this behavior is not even remotely environmentally conscious.

Dear brother and sister,
Screw it, I found a deal.  I'M LEAVING FOR HAWAII ON SUNDAY!! 
Love,  your sister.
PS Dear sister, Try to not triple the elec and gas usage the week that I'm gone, okay? I give up on pointing out that it isn't, in fact, about the cost of it. 


May. 30th, 2009 09:46 pm
I'm makaidiver on LJ, and I'm planning a trip to Nor Cal, OR and WA. Woo hoo!



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