Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
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JP’s Books
UPDATE: And now, there is this fascinating fact: New Study Links Reading More Books To Longer Lifespan I have a friend. Let’s just call him JP. He’s a little older than I am and much smarter. He’s cleaning house, disposing of the books he’s kept for years,...
I Am a Computer Simulation
I woke up this morning in a fright, woke up from a long dream in which I imagined I was a computer simulation. And now, and now I’m not sure if I’m dreaming this that I’m writing and if the dream was reality or the other way around. I’m not crazy. Please do not...
Cow Hollow Bartender Assaults Seniors
DORIAN bartender Jacob Ring, “Torito” to his friends, was up to his usual tricks Saturday night. The youthful looking thirty-eight year old was once again serving drinks to senior citizens as if they were normal people. No matter the four unsuspecting seniors were...
L’Osteria
I don’t do restaurant reviews. This is an exception. I expect there will be more. San Francisco is a special place for me. I remember as a young boy first visiting San Francisco with my father sixty years ago. He was the owner of a restaurant and hotel in the...
Reading Oaxaca
“In northern Mexico they work; in central Mexico they think; in southern Mexico they rest.” She was travelling to Oaxaca for a two-year olds birthday party, the daughter of her friend. Chocolate cupcakes and a wrapped present were in the carry on. Her eyes laughed...
A Few Comments About The Old Sea Gull Cellar Bar
The old Sea Gull Cellar Bar really was a cellar, a hole in the ground carved out below the dining room and accessed via a spiral staircase from inside the restaurant upstairs. That staircase was the bane of many waitresses and waiters who ran up and down to retrieve...
The Mendocino Shuffle
A few patrons and some of the staff referred to the Sea Gull Cellar Bar as The Meat Market or The Butcher Shop. This was a variant of the Mendocino Shuffle itself “a pun on the rather open sex life of many free-love folks at the time” and the inspiration for at least...
Daniel Bolelli, Thomas Paine, and St. John of the Cross
As our Independence Day fades into the unsavory miasma of what proves to be an entertaining but disappointing Presidential election season, I find myself unable to let go of one of my all-time heroes, Tom Paine. Googling about in a fit of nostalgia for the “good ole...
Alebrijes Make Me Happy
A small child is taken to the zoo for the first time. This child may be any one of us or, to put it another way, we have been this child and have forgotten about it. In these grounds - these terrible grounds - the child sees living animals he has never before...
Off With Their Heads
UPDATE June 21: I want to express my full support for the eloquent words of Lila Downs: "Violence provokes more violence. Why provoke with confrontation and repression? If we have the same preoccupations: better education, respect toward students, respect toward...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Mole
Scoop up a handful of dust From where you’re standing. Let it slip through your fingers. Dig a little deeper, Into the loamy Dark chocolate of the topsoil. Deeper still. You will see the ochre, Yellows, browns, reds, and purples, In the...
New Years at The Sea Gull 1975
The post below was transcribed from My Bag by Joe Fitzpatrick published in the Monterey Peninsula Herald on Friday, January 10, 1975. Mendocino in the 1970s was a different place than it is today. Things moved at a slower pace. The article describes accurately but...