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Musings on the Coast: Brits Fall for Paradise

My girlfriend Kim Bowen was born in London and went to St. Martins College of Art and Design, the Harvard of England’s artistic community.   From there, she became a writer/critic for London’s fashion press and a regular at The Blitz, which was like NYC’s Club 54 where the young...
Posted On 30 Aug 2012

Musings on the Coast

Encountering Nature’s Force My kids and I are off on a weeklong rafting trip through the Grand Canyon on the mighty Colorado River.  I have done it a half dozen times and love it. I take the “luxury” experience (yeah, right) on a big, sturdy raft that holds up to 15 people and...
Posted On 02 Aug 2012

Musings on the Coast: Who Got Worked?

The thing about conservative Republicans is they are great haters.  They are great at standing up to the foe, declaring war, wagging it with savagery and then stomping all over their slain opponent. Democrats parse it to death. Is he really such a bad guy? Doesn’t some of what he...
Posted On 06 Jul 2012

Musings on the Coast: Homeostasis

  Homeostasis  “…is the property of a system that regulates its internal environment and tends to maintain a stable, constant condition…”  The planet Earth is a classic homeostatic system. It tends toward stability, which in scientific terms is called “stasis.”  It also is a...
Posted On 15 Jun 2012

Musings on the Coast

The Next Generation’s Woodstock Two of my three kids attended the Coachella Music Festival this year, and the third would have too, but she was in college in London.   In one earlier year, she got away with pretending to need to be in So Cal during the time of the festival, and...
Posted On 17 May 2012

Musings on the Coast

The Ranters   When I first thought about this column, I wanted it to be a rant about my seemingly endless Facebook friends who have gone off their rockers in rants of their own or send me endless email rants.  And all with the particularly vicious purity of true believers....
Posted On 03 May 2012

Musings on the Coast

Revisiting Seaward Road  It is funny what you remember about growing up.   For me, it was all about Seaward Road, which is in Corona Highlands in southern Corona del Mar.   Specifically, it was the flat part about two-thirds of the way to the top.  My family had a house there....
Posted On 06 Apr 2012

Musings on the Coast

The Reawakening   Laguna Beach used to be a gay Mecca.   We had our own goodly district of gay bars, restaurants and clubs.  Then time and local demographics changed that and now the Mecca has moved.  It went mostly to Palm Springs.   Palm Spring’s reached its height of...
Posted On 23 Mar 2012

Musings on the Coast

Tour of Duty: Personal and Political   Last Sunday at Newport Harbor yacht club, about 25 of us gathered to board the Soluna, my brother’s 52” motorboat and spread ashes at sea. They were of my former wife’s father, Les.  Like my own father, Les had suffered the torments of...
Posted On 02 Mar 2012

Musings on the Coast

The Risks of Ignorance It happened early last summer.  An overweight tourist almost drowned.  He had been ocean kayaking near Seal Rock off Crescent Bay in north Laguna and flipped.  He was with a similar guy in rented kayaks.  They had removed their lifejackets.   I was in...
Posted On 10 Feb 2012

Musings on the Coast

Code Words   I was at CdM High School during the 1960s race riots in America.   There were almost nightly scenes of black people on TV being fire-hosed. Or attack dogs set on them.  Or being beaten by police with batons, arrested, put on buses to jail.  Or soldiers would guard...
Posted On 19 Jan 2012

Musings on the Coast

The Concrete Foreman   My father was a construction contractor and I worked on his jobsites from the time I was 8.   So from my earliest years, I knew Vic Vaca.  He was my dad’s concrete foreman. By God, he was a specimen.  I did not know that then.   All I knew was Vic worked...
Posted On 06 Jan 2012

Musings on the Coast

My father was one of seven kids from Kansas. During the Great Depression, he got married and the next day took the freights West. There he eventually joined the Coast Guard and at the end of WW II ended up in Newport Beach. He did well in real estate and luckier yet, did not...
Posted On 15 Dec 2011

Musings on the Coast

  Beyond Posh First, the disclosure:  I am a personal mess.  My clothes are of no discernable style.  My shoes are scruffy and sometimes do not match.  My hair is uncombed.  My home in Laguna is a mish-mash of styles, junk, discarded objects never thrown away, paintings that...
Posted On 02 Dec 2011

Musings on the Coast

Beyond Posh First, the disclosure:  I am a personal mess.  My clothes are of no discernable style.  My shoes are scruffy and sometimes do not match.  My hair is uncombed.  My home in Laguna is a mish-mash of styles, junk, discarded objects never thrown away, paintings that belong...
Posted On 23 Nov 2011