Thursday, March 12, 2015

Fight the Power!


Today, I started a new novel, a satire of sorts, because sometimes satire is the best weapon writers have.  It’s called AmeriMania and it’s about a middle school kid named Jake who is empathetic and kind, which is a really big problem in a country run by “Socios.”  Here’s the first paragraph:

“Jake sat inside the principal’s office, studying a portrait of his country’s current president, a shiny black building in the shape of a thick bullet, known by everyone as the Homeland Corporation.  President Homeland Corporation was the only president Jake knew.  He was too young to remember the last one, President Yummy Food Industries....”

What’s so startling (and heartbreaking) about this project is that it will write itself.  Time to channel Dr. Strangelove and all the forces of literature to fight against one of the most selfish, fear-based, hypocritical, sick and twisted, depressing and demoralizing periods in America’s history.  Not that any of this will matter, but at least I’ll get some of the angst out of my system.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Luke Skywalker v. The Death Star


So I've been thinking a lot about this documentary and this book.


I've also been thinking about what this country stands for versus the illusion of what this country stands for.  I'd like to think we still stand for something.  I'd like to think these two words still have meaning:



Mark my words, when we are all dead and gone, many years from now, Edward Snowden will be hailed as a hero and a patriot and as fine and loyal and upstanding an American as Thomas Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln, Susan B. Anthony, Thomas Paine, Frederick Douglas, and every other exceptional spokesperson for Freedom, Justice, and the principles this nation is supposed to uphold.  What a brave, courageous, unbelievable thing he did.  It sickens me that we have sociopaths and evil monsters in incredible positions of power who are not held accountable for systematically dismantling these two words from the breast of every citizen in this nation.  If we are truly an exceptional nation, than we need to start acting like one and figure out exactly what it is we truly believe.  I don't want my life collected and used against me by any government agency.  Ever.  For any reason.  And I'm tired of being so profoundly disappointed in government officials who refuse to stand up for basic decency and the right thing to do.  Prior to spending time learning about this entire NSA fiasco, I was as far from anti-government anything as a citizen could possible be.  Now?  I don't know what to think anymore.  Ever since 9/11, it seems our "best and brightest" are going out of their way to play into all the fears and evil tendencies that topple great nations.  I will never support the Death Star or Darth Vader ever in my life, but I have to say, having spent a good chunk of time absorbing and fully understanding Edward Snowden's intentions, reasons, and methods in exposing the most unbelievable, evil, insidious and shocking government over-reach in our nation's history, I have come to the conclusion that Edward Snowden is Luke Skywalker, the lone champion who has dared to stand up for what is right and just and honorable.  And the forces against him are supporters of tyranny, totalitarianism, abuse of power, oppression, villainy, and everything Darth Vader and the Death Star stand for.

I have always been a huge supporter of President Obama.  I have always been a huge supporter of Hillary Clinton.  But I have to say, I am in TOTAL disagreement with both of them on their characterization of Edward Snowden.  He did every citizen in America a HUGE favor, and when our leaders aren't articulating that, they sound profoundly out of touch with reality.   Maybe they have to say that, but I'm tired of listening to politicians saying what they have to say versus saying what is right.  I'm tired of this country acting like such a hypocritical thug.  I'm tired of sociopaths getting their way with no accountability whatsoever.  I'm tired of all the greed, selfishness and petty authoritarian secrecy, lying, crazy hopeless wars and all-out insanity that has been going on for the past 13 years, all because of terrorists with box cutters.  When will this low-point in our nation's history begin to trend back upward?

Leaders of the United States of America, please for the love of God, quit acting like you're working for this


and start acting like you're working for this:



Friday, November 21, 2014

Monster in the Box

I've always been fascinated with monsters who create such a genial, non-threatening image for themselves.


Fictional monsters are one thing.  Real-life monsters are another.


No one has mastered the illusion better than Bill Cosby.  We all loved him.  He was a master comedian and all-around great guy, funny, goofy, in tune with how kids thought, and a self-proclaimed expert at being a father.  How painful the truth has become this week.  At some point, the accusations become so numerous and overwhelming that the odds of every woman making up such stories are statistically impossible.  It's sort of like Holocaust survivors making up their stories to bring down a nefarious Nazi.  I tend to believe the Holocaust survivors and I'm finding myself completely believing these women.  Added with their testimony is the evidence that Bill Cosby was in real life a not-very-nice man and a narcissist.  He actually fits a profile from this book:


Actually, this whole messy, ugly, truly sad affair brings up another messy, ugly truth that I’ve been in denial about for the past 20 years.


It’s so hard to acknowledge that some of our greatest artists may in fact be sexual predators worthy of our contempt and revulsion.  The issue isn’t how quickly we judge, but how easily we turn a blind eye.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Bill Maher's Jerrymandering

Bill Maher's Real Time is a marvel to me.  It's funny, on point, insightful, funny, relevant, necessary, and oh so damn funny, especially when Jerry Seinfeld is his special guest.  These two together are as good as it gets.  I look forward to seeing Bill Maher on a segment of Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee very soon!

"People should be more sophisticated?  How are you gonna get that done?"

Monday, August 19, 2013

The Master is Back on Top

Of all my impressionable moments as a writer, none are as endearing (and enduring) as watching a great Woody Allen film in a movie theater.   

Woody Allen's latest film is also one of his best

According to my questionable records, I've seen 19 Woody Allen films in movie theaters, dating back to 1982 with a double feature a few weeks after my high school graduation at the Picture Show in the Fairhaven district of Bellingham, WA.


Annie Hall & Manhattan, 6/29/82, w/ Neal, Kevin & Brenda
I remember leaving the Picture Show in awe.  It was the first time I'd really appreciated the storytelling gifts of Woody Allen.  I wanted to know how he did it, how he told his stories so well.  I guess I've been pursuing his magic touch ever since.

The same sense of awe happened again in 1983 with Zelig, 1985 with The Purple Rose of Cairo, 1986 with Hannah and her Sisters, 1987 with Radio Days, 1992 with Husbands and Wives, 1995 with Bullets Over Broadway, 1997 with Deconstructing Harry, 2005 with Match Point, 2011 with Midnight in Paris and now this past weekend with Blue Jasmine.

For over 30 years, I've had the pleasure of going to a Woody Allen film in a movie theater and experience a compelling, engaging story about adults, for adults.  In a way, his films have influenced me more than any other collection of stories.   He's our Chekhov. 



Blue Jasmine, 8/16/13, w/ Alice

I hope the magic never ends!

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Gold!

Finding a literary agent to represent your book is a little like finding gold on an island.  You gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, then dig some more, then hop on over to another island and continue digging.  And hopping.  And digging.  Until one day, you find gold. 


I found gold!

Friday, June 7, 2013

My First 99-Day Novel

I leave for Alaska tomorrow with Alice and the only thing I need to worry about is not worrying about anything at all.

That will be tough, actually, because in the past three months I've lost touch with lazy Michael and become addicted to workaholic Michael.  Hmmm...Yeah, that's not good, either, I guess.  But I have to say, workaholic Michael sure knows how to work.

Don't Eat the Zombie Cookies, a novel I started after leaving mom's place in Arizona back in late-February/early-March, is on paper and ready for a major revision after I return from a week aboard the Star Princess.  This will be my first cruise ever and the timing couldn't be better.

Right now, aside from this picture...


...which is still my current favorite picture of all time, this picture...


...is my second favorite!

Now if I can just turn off my mind and relax for a week instead of plotting out the next book I plan to write.  I've got the sickness bad!


Thursday, May 2, 2013

Stockton Pro-Am 2013

It's time to take a break from writing and hang out in Stockton for the weekend to play a little racquetball and see the best players in the world battle it out in the Stockton Pro-Am.




I have five sections left of the new novel I'm writing, so I'll take my mini HP with me and knock out a few pages each morning.  My shoulder's a lot better than it was last week, so hopefully I'll win a few matches in my singles division. 

I can't believe how quickly the first 100 days of my thousand days of writing has flown by.  It's all captured here at 1000 Days of Writing.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Stockton Style

Pro Racquetball Academy Camp



What is the Stockton Style?  It’s a form of racquetball domination that unnerves opponents with aggressive play, deceptive serves, center court control and laser-guided passing shots.  It’s also the style of play being taught at the most dynamic racquetball camp in the country. 
     Stockton’s three-day Pro Racquetball Academy camp is a game changer for any racquetball player who’s ready to take their game to the next level.  Whether you’re a club novice, junior’s champ or open tournament regular, legendary pro John Ellis, USAR national team coach Dave Ellis and their renowned lineup of the best young IRT pros in the world teach the Stockton Style with so much fun and passion that the weekend feels more like fantasy camp. 
     Located at the nine-court In-Shape West Lane Athletic Facility in Stockton, California, the PRA camp begins Friday at noon with videotaped play of all 18 camp participants, followed by introductions, situational drills, stroke mechanics and game time with the pros.  Saturday’s full-day session focuses on serves, return of serve and doubles play, while Sunday is all about shot making, practice drills, limited serve games and indispensible one-on-one video analysis with John Ellis.
     The camp is well-organized, fast-paced and geared toward the player who prefers learning on the court instead of listening to lectures.  The degree of personal attention every player receives is phenomenal.  Each morning, Pro Academy instructors go over the day’s schedule and cater their instruction to each member of the camp so that everyone gets as much out of the day as possible.  With so many top-tier instructors eager to offer pointers, the potential for improvement seems limitless.
     IRT #4 ranked player Jose Rojas made minor adjustments to my drive serve, resulting in more power, accuracy and deception.  California State singles champion Bobby Horn showed me a reverse drive z-serve that is already throwing off my opponents.  National Juniors champion Jose Diaz modified our practice drills in such an intuitive way that the drills have become an integral part of my practice sessions.  Junior World champion Markie Rojas encouraged me to elevate my lobs serves for a higher arc, making them more difficult to cut off.  Coach Jody Nance gave me valuable tips for doubles play.  John Ellis demonstrated the effectiveness of favoring the cross-court passing shot in order to set up the down-the-line pass, and Dave Ellis offered pointers when playing against an opponent who likes to cut off ceiling balls. 
     Then there’s IRT pro Jose Serrano, who’s so articulate and enthusiastic when presenting his ideas that I wouldn’t be surprised if he eventually sets a new standard for racquetball instruction in the future.  He’s that good!
     PRA’s in-house trainer Jesse Serna covers conditioning and tournament preparation with an efficient 30-minute warm-up routine.
     My one-on-one video analysis with John Ellis was a real eye-opener and helped identify small corrections that have already translated into an extra point or two in my singles game. 
     It’s mindboggling how much is covered in a weekend, but racquetball improvement is only part of what makes PRA’s camp so special.  What distinguishes this camp from all the others is that unless your name is Kane or Rocky, there’s an instructor here who can beat you.  In fact, unless you’re a top-20 pro, six of these instructors can beat you.  No other camp in the country can make that claim.  I was given so many pointers and new ideas from these amazing players that within one week after camp I was already elevating my game from “A” to “Elite.”
     There’s one more component to the Stockton Style that makes a weekend in Stockton an absolute must for any racquetball enthusiast.  It’s not just camp, but participation in a vibrant extended family that reaches beyond the insights of John and Dave Ellis, the delicious lunches provided by John’s mother Pat Ellis or the friendly banter with former pro Nick Irvine who sells racquets and gear from his makeshift pro shop.
     What happens at the In-Shape facility after hours when a camp day is done can only be described as magical.  The courts come alive with racquetball play that spans the spectrum of the sport.  Some of the best players in California, along with racquetball newbies, hit the courts ready to play.  On court 4, a father and his happy young daughter hit the ball back and forth.  On court 2, Jose Diaz played left-handed against an accomplished handball player.  On court 1, two of Chile’s finest young racquetball players played doubles with 14-year-old Daniel Rojas (another future racquetball star) and open champ from Hawaii Rob Collins, who plans to make Stockton his home later in the year.  On court 3, 13-year-old junior camper Mitchell Turner from Oregon played singles with another young prodigy his age, and for a few minutes in court 2 after Jose Diaz took the game left-handed in a squeaker, I tapped the ball to a young toddler so new to walking that he still had sea legs but was already holding a racquet and chasing down the ball as if his life depended on it.
     It’s this kind of atmosphere that makes the PRA three-day weekend so memorable. 
     My camp experience ended Sunday afternoon after three quick singles games with John Ellis, who ran me around the court like a confused beginner.  He used all the shots he and his pros had taught us, including his ruthlessly effective cross-court passing shot.  After scoring a handful of points to his 45, I was completely exhausted, my legs spent and my head overwhelmed with new serves, new drills and new ideas to plug into my game.
     For the racquetball player who wants to take their game to the next level, John Ellis and his team at the Pro Racquetball Academy offer the best racquetball camp in the country at an incredible value.  It’s a weekend every racquetball player should experience.  I can’t wait to do it again!
    

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Visiting Mom in AZ

There's nothing like hanging out with mom for a few days at her wonderful house in Mesa, AZ. 


I arrived Monday evening and stayed until Friday night.  We watched three films (Side Effects, Django Unchained and Quartet), a couple of new TV shows (America, Veep, and Enlightened), played plenty of cribbage, ate great food and enjoyed the comfortable weather. 


Mom's so good at putting together a house and coordinating everything.  Both she and Gwen are incredible decorators.  I don't have that skill at all.




Mom's had her AZ place for three years now.  She and Craig will sell their Bellingham house this summer. 




 

Friday, February 8, 2013

RIP Sandy

My sweet little dog died yesterday.  She was 14.  Rhonda, Biff and I are having a Sandy Celebration on Sunday.  It will be a good day to remember such an adorable, loving little dog.





Monday, January 7, 2013

Vancouver - Day 5


Chris and I had the morning to ourselves while Alice and Elizabeth shopped at Metrotown.  We outlined Bad Uncle, talked about family matters, and shared a few stories of our parents as a means of brewing up ideas for our present project.  When I'm home I'll put in place a rough outline that Chris and I can fill out.

We watched the Seahawks/Redskins game in the afternoon.  The Hawks overcame a 14-point deficit to win the game 24-14.  Very impressive.  For dinner, we went over to Chris Jr. and Natalie's condo in the city.  Their place is warm and comfortable with a spectacular view of Vancouver and the mountains.  We ate at the Afghan Horseman a few blocks away.

Very good and very full!

Chris and Natalie

It was delicious.  Chris and I mentioned hosting an unsung heroes party for our cousins in the summer.  All aunts and uncles are welcome!  I've love to see a few cousins I haven't seen in years...Lisa, Bobby and Leo.  Kim and Gwen would be all over it.

After dinner, we drove back to Chris and Elizabeth's where we watched the two-hour season premiere of Downton Abbey.  The intrigue and melodrama sometimes border on the contrived, but it's still a lot of fun to watch Maggie Smith deliver her signature lines.  Sad to see the Bates storyline completely stalled in prison, but delighted to see Mary attempt to self-sabotage her wedding over a 20-second conversation that by its very nature demands a series of discussions and debates.  The petulant, quixotic Mary is much more preferable to season two's calm, reasonable Mary.

Bed at 12:30, late for us.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Vancouver Days 3 and 4


Friday:  Chris and I had a short writing session in revitalized new shopping center in New Westminster while Alice and Elizabeth walked through the various shops and boutiques.    We also had lunch there...Alice and I had beef brisket and chips.  Very good.  I also ordered a Golden Autumn Oolong tea and bought $20 worth to take home.  After New Westminster, we settled home for a few hours before heading out to a Chinese restaurant to meet Alice's cousin Florence and her husband Howie.  We met them at 7 and had a delicious meal that included Winter Mellon Soup, a duck dish, general's chicken, rice, a sizzling beef dish and green beans.  Afterward, we went to Florence and Howie's house for another hour or so of socializing.  They are very pleasant people.  Like Chris, Howie has lived in Vancouver all his life.

Day 4 - Chris and I brainstormed for a few hours in the morning before we all headed out to UBC where I walked around the clusters and saw the house I lived in when I was 4-5.



We also saw the apartment complex I lived in on Toronto Road when I was 3-4.



The Clusters are either being torn down or renovated.  It's unclear exactly what's happening to them.  They're surrounded by blue fence.  Chris showed us his former office at the UBC Alumni Center (Cecil Green Building...very nice), and we went shopping around his old stomping ground near 12th Ave.  Chris Jr. and Natalie came over for dinner.



It was wonderful seeing them.  We'll see them again tonight after the Hawks Redskins game.  

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Vancouver Day 2


We got up at 5, had tea, then oatmeal at 7.

Chris making oatmeal with his spurtal


We left for Vancouver Center and Chinatown at 10.  We ate delicious noodle soup, pastries, walked around town, then returned to Chris and Elizabeth's by 4.

At Canada Place in Vancouver with Alice and Chris


Played crib with Chris and Alice, had a scrumptious dinner, watched Looper, and ended the day by 10.

Chris and I spoke briefly about Bad Uncle and will continue tomorrow.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Vancouver B.C. Canada - Day 1

Alice and I arrived in Vancouver at 11 a.m. after a 45-minute delay at our SF gate.  Chris and Elizabeth were there to pick us up.  We Ate lunch at their house, then went on an hour drive through Vancouver to the mountains overlooking the city.

Overlooking Vancouver at Cypress Point with Alice and Chris


From there, we drove to Granville Island and ate butter tarts and cinnamon buns.  So good!  We came back for dinner.  Chris created a "Jamie Oliver"-inspired meal using chicken, tomatoes, potatoes, and herbs.  We ended the evening with a movie on demand, The Beasts of the Southern Wild.





Wonderful day.  Clear skies.  So good to be with Chris and Elizabeth!  Their house is so comfortanble and warm, featuring a five-star guest room with six-star shower.  Off to bed in preparation for a full day of eating, brainstorming and sightseeing tomorrow.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Welcome 2013!



I just finished Julian Barne’s The Sense of an Ending.  The line that most struck me was toward the end in which Tony writes that back when he was young a man married a woman he got pregnant who didn't abort the child because that was the rule.  The themes in this short book are similar to a book I plan to write this year about my first 11 years from 1963-1975.  I liked The Sense of an Ending.

Today was relaxing.  Alice and I began our day at Starbuck’s and Noah’s Bagels on Lakeshore, then drove to her house in the Sunset district around 10.  I talked to Jill, Dad and Gwen on FaceTime.  Later in the afternoon I talked to Steve and Judy.  FaceTime is becoming my default phone.   I love it.  The telephone never did anything for me, but facing the person I’m talking to makes all the difference.

Tomorrow, Alice and I fly to Vancouver to visit Chris and Elizabeth.  It’s going to be one of those magical five-day trips that I’ll always refer to for the next couple of decades.  The weather will be cold but clear.  Rain comes Saturday.

Just saw on my iPad that the House passed a bill to avoid the fiscal cliff.  All that drama for passage in the midnight hour.  Way to go, Congress.  I hope and pray the next generation of leaders are more mature and responsible than what we’ve had to endure these past few years.  It’s difficult for me to even read about them without rolling my eyes.  They couldn’t come up with a solution in early December because that would have been way too practical.  Nope, they had to wait until the last minute to pen a deal.  It’s stunning to me how much unnecessary drama and chaos there is out there for no reason.

Anyway, I have a lot of material to write about this year.  Austin15 and No Sweat are my first two projects for 2013.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Last Day


The nice thing about last days is they're so steeped in the awareness of conclusion that they feel more like the first of something than the last of anything.  That's how I feel today.  With such a large amount of time to claim as my own, I'm already thinking beyond today.  And yet, I'm going to enjoy every hour as it passes, reflecting upon my time at Wendel and the great friends and memorable characters I've met.  Today will be fun.  20 years in the corporate world is a large chapter I'm happy to close.

Tomorrow I'm playing in the Toys for Tots Racquetball Tournament in San Ramon.  It's one of the best attended tournaments in the area.  I missed last year's event, so this one will be particularly enjoyable.  There's really no reason why every day can't be a perfect day.  That is so sweet! 



Thursday, December 6, 2012

4 Days Left!

I have four complete days left of work.  What joy.  What incredible freedom.  To have the rest of my life to write stories, articles, screenplays and non-fiction pieces is about as satisfying as finding a check in the mail for $1 Million or having Obama win re-election or Hilary win in 2016.  Pure satisfaction is how I'm feeling right now.  It's hard to appropriately put into words how happy I am to see this phase of my life come to an end, a long 20-year stretch in which I needed time to mature and work through my issues while devoting so much time and energy toward other people's work.  I will not miss that for one second.  I'm grateful, however, for the skill set I've learned in the corporate world, the work ethic I've adopted and the effective life lessons and time management skills I've incorporated into my daily routine.  What I won't miss is the tedium and blandness of corporate life, the detachment from what matters most to me.  I don't believe I will ever have another boring day in my life, even though so much of the future will be spent in front of my monitor at home, banging away at the keyboard or taking a nap on the couch.  I have tomorrow and Monday off, then Tuesday-Friday -- my final four days -- until 7 p.m. on December 14 when it's all done. 

My first official day of writing will be January 14, 2013.  My 1,000 Days of Writing will go until October 10, 2015, the day before my 52nd birthday.  I'm eager to see what I can accomplish with 1,000 days of uninterrupted writing time. 

 From Dec. 14 - Jan 14 I'll connect with family and friends, clean, read, organize, prepare and play lots of racquetball. 

Sara told me to revisit Introducing Girls a few days ago and from that she gave me a great idea that I've been kicking around all week.  No Sweat:  an Elementary Memoir.  Before I write Austin15, I need to put on paper the source material for everything, the first 10 years of my life, my crazy wonderful childhood and all its secrets.  I knew there was a reason why I kept everything.  I'll need it all to write this book.  I'm ready to make so much noise. 

Monday, December 3, 2012

8 Days Left

I have 8 days left of corporate life.  How sweet is that!  This week I work Monday through Thursday, and next week I work Tuesday through Friday.  I'm already loading up my schedule with writing projects, books to read and family to visit.  This year is going to be wonderful.

Yesterday, Alice and I went to Emery Bay to exchange an ipod nano for Alice (hers stopped working).  I checked out new books in Barnes and Noble and bought three, plus I'm reading another about mentally ill leaders who excel in crisis when compared to more normal leaders.


The Thomas Jefferson book has been on my mind all week.  I'm glad I finally own it.  I don't know as much as I should about him.  After Martin Martinez, I find myself drawn to the histories of presidents.  Cowboys Full is great research material for Austin15.  I'll start that in January.

Yesterday morning it rained so hard there were two small rivers zipping down Erie and Mandana streets.  It was something else.  Today it's calm and clear. 

Dorian and I played Tiger and Glenn in racquetball this morning and we were clicking.  He made some beautiful shots and we were unstoppable. 

Jon Meecham is only 43.  That blows my mind!

Off to work for the eighth-to-last time!

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Post-Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving 2012 - A very relaxing enjoyable weekend spent in Oakland and San Francisco.  Alice and I spent Thanksgiving morning at her house preparing for our visit to Richard & Lisa's at 4.  We took our time preparing appetizers, cleaning, reading.  At the Youngs we feasted on delicious everything, cheese, nuts, crackers, hummus, then turkey, potatoes, rolls, green beans, more turkey.  It was the Youngs, Rodney & Spike and me and Alice.  I had three pomegranate champagne cocktails.  Wow, they were good.  We stayed until 10:30, the time I can barely keep my eyes open.  I've become such a morning person.  Friday was another Thanksgiving at Alice's with her family and another round of non-stop eating.  I feel heavy all over.  Saturday and Sunday have been leisurely and enjoyable.  Last night, Alice and I finished up our viewing of Pillars of the Earth.  This morning we played badminton until noon.  I went to the library later today and checked out Julian Barnes's The Sense of an Ending, which I've been wanting to read all year.