It’s Labor Day and what better time for the first Walk With Me in September? These pictures are still from my neighborhood, just a bit of a different route than I generally take.














It’s Labor Day and what better time for the first Walk With Me in September? These pictures are still from my neighborhood, just a bit of a different route than I generally take.















We had a smashing time at the Hollywood Bowl and John Williams appeared himself. A spry 87 year old.
Of course probably his most famous music is Star Wars (even though he also wrote ET, Jaws, and Raiders of the Lost Ark among many others), and so naturally all the Star Wars Geeks were there with their light sabers.

A fun time was had by all. And we may have gotten a little smashed. I have a big time hangover.
As you know I went a little nuts and started Cadet Ashayam on AO3. Hope to get another chapter up this coming week as well as Didn’t We Almost Have it All, The Space in My Bed, and we will see what else.
It’s hot here but at least we aren’t facing a hurricane. My friend J keeps sending me stuff on Earthquakes, the latest one telling me that a previously thought dormant faultline under LA is not so dormant! Good times. It’s all kind of fascinating really. There’s so much we don’t know about this planet.
Still working on getting the garage door fixed. It’s a long and developing project/thing. Hopefully by the end of September we will have a lovely new garage door! Sheesh.
I still have flashes and OMS etc to write too but with my head pounding today who knows. We also invited the cousin over for shrimp kabobs later.
Anyhow, that’s it in my world right now. Hope yours is stable, cool and healthy
There will likely be another one later in August but here’s the one from today.








I braved heatstroke for this but here you go.










I hate those trees. Ugly. Not to be confused with a Monterey Cypress (see below). They are all over here and I hate them. They are hideous and filled with vermin. Years ago my friend’s dad, alive back then, looked at the ones in his backyard (he was the original owner of the house) and he said, what asshole planted those? He was the asshole of course. Quite the character he was. He sort of looked like a cross between Tom Bosley and Paul Sorvino. Anyway, he’s long gone now but he’s one of those characters in life that you never ever forget. It’s amazing how people come and go in our lives, either because they pass on or because our circumstances in life change. Anyway, M hates olives and our friend’s dad, as a good Italian, loved them and he would chase M around with jars of olives, going but you have to try these. M would try them, of course, and go, nope, still gross. HA HA



Last night one of the houses in the neighborhood was having a party and they hired a Mariachi Band. It sounded like a blast. Alas they didn’t invite me.