One of the gratifying aspects of blogging is hearing from people who want to know more about something I’ve written. And nothing has generated more such contacts than the posts I’ve made about Atlantic Richfield Company’s corporate art collection. It’s been twenty years since ARCO was swallowed up by BP Amoco (now just BP), and… Continue reading Atlantic Richfield’s Corporate Art Collection – The Saga Continues
Month: September 2020
Missing the HIPPA Mark
I apologize for being unable to come up with my usual pithy yet insightful yet whimsical alliterative title for this post. If you can find a relevant alliteration to go along with “HIPPA,” I’d love to hear it. Here’s an equation that I recently developed while sitting in a medical waiting room. See if you… Continue reading Missing the HIPPA Mark
Our Neighborhood Bobcat
Alert Gazette readers will recall that I’ve previously written about the bobcat that frequents our neighborhood [see here and here]. Both of those reports arose from images captured on my trail camera, all of which were taken at night. I have never seen the bobcat during the day, although certain of our neighbors have reported… Continue reading Our Neighborhood Bobcat
The $5,000 Meatloaf
You know, before we retired and moved to the Texas Hill Country a few years ago, I saw only two medical professionals on a semi-regular basis: a dentist and an optometrist. However, now that I’m living a healthier, more stress-free life in a much slower-paced community, I have — along with a different dentist and… Continue reading The $5,000 Meatloaf
Speedo in Saba -or- Island Exposure
In an earlier post I alluded to an episode in my life involving a Speedo swim suit and an embarrassing situation. Looking back, I realize that, when considered together, those two references are redundant but it’s too late to undo history. Sitting at home with little to do other than recuperate from minor oral surgery… Continue reading Speedo in Saba -or- Island Exposure
My Eagerly Awaited Return to Sailboarding, -or- “Blown Away”
Note: As I was typing the title of this post, I began to doubt that I actually knew how to spell “eager,” because it looked weird. In my defense, we just got a new Nespresso machine and I’m trying out a fortissio lungo, which is Italian for “guaranteed to make you not sleep for two… Continue reading My Eagerly Awaited Return to Sailboarding, -or- “Blown Away”