After a grueling day, it was a delight to see all the Christmas decorations downtown. Pillars are swathed in red velvet, forming gigantic bows. Lights are strung up and down California Street. With the cab stopped on the corner of…
Almost in the Red
I am grappling with a major cash flow problem. Just paid my property taxes. Several G’s right there. I’m reluctant to liquidate some of my portfolio—all the funds are down from their previous 30% highs. I had $61 in my…
Stuffed and Hungover
I am still stuffed from Thursday. Bloated and stuffed. My tummy is stretched to its maximum girth. Then too much drinking last night. Shots were had. And I spent all day today nauseous. I need to stop with the shots….
Happy Thanksgiving
I woke up this morning beaming. The sun is shining. I can’t be happier and I’m at home all by myself. Looking forward to chowing down at Cristina’s with her family in the afternoon, then heading home-home to my parents’…
Pre-Thanksgiving
Yesterday I finished The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, the memoir of the editor of French Elle magazine. In his mid-forties, he suddenly became quadriplegic and wrote the book my blinking his left eye. He died two days after it…