The Face of Peking

I realized today that no one knew the outside of Peking which of course is now Beijing. It's a bit of a paradise of course for those water bugs... here is a scoop. There is something strange about the Cliff House Lodge. Not sure what is going on here but the main house seems to have a revolving door of young folks. Hummm? Not sure what the story is about the Hotel but I am bound and determined to find out... if this is my last post .... you know it was not of natural causes... Watch the Red Door..

Miles

Formula One Racer

Adrenline Junkie....sure, Speed Freak...always.....Big Man in a small car...obviously. I wanted to take the Italian racing suit home but it was not allowed. 20.03 seconds was my fastest lap. No brakes and fear....well, ok a little fear but only a few clips of the corner. Push it to the floor....

Miles

The Peking in Morrison

I"m back in Morrison again and have returned to the Cliffhouse lodge. I'm excited about being in another room this time...The Peking Room. True to it's name it is covered with cheap chinese decorations and accessories. Very far out...east if you get what I'm saying. The temp is already starting to drop as the sun goes down. These little adventures really make you think about living in places that are hotter than the sun. Big tub in the Peking Room but no lifeguard to save you either.


Miles

Hollywood and Vine

Certainly one of the more famous intersections on the planet. The question is...where is it, really? I have found a very quiet and appropriate rendition of the crossing in Glen Rose Texas. For those of you who are not familiar with Glen Rose, please ask you great great great great great...(10x 23 power) grandmother. The town is famous for Dinosaur tracks in the dry river bed. The town is quaint and a bit slow but the River City Grill is a great restaurant with wine...a big one since the county is dry and a very good menu. Not a bad place to get away for a night.... if you can handle the celebrity feel....

Miles

100,000 Words

I have been writing my thoughts for well over 25 years. Most of the years were sloppy handwritten entries into the EZ 164 Black 5x8 binder. There are tons of them. Last year was a year in pictures and this year I decided to "go digital". So tickling the computer keys have taken the place of Mrs. Garrison's classically trained hen scratch. An odd feature of the computer entries are that it counts the number of words. When I noticed this I wondered what would be the first word and last word. Along the way I started wondering about milestone words.....50,000th, 100,000th, etc.... I have decided that perhaps one of the most significant words will be the 100,000th word. It places me just about halfway into the year and that's what excited me. So, Last week in Grand Junction, Colorado sitting with a very good Cuvasion Chardonnay in a street cafe, the milestone was reached. I didn't even notice it as I wrote and it took some reverse counting to find it. But it was there. There in all it's glory and splendor. The word was also just as amazing and telling as the first half of the year. It rang true for the past as well as the future. It was a call to arms and a jem for reflection. I hope all of you take a few moments at times to write down the ebb and flow or your lives. We forget so much with the passing of time. It's nice to get a hint to help remember our journey.

99,999, LIFE, 100,001


Miles

Time to start the fire....Burningman is coming

I can't believe it's been almost a year since the great road trip to Black Rock. My how time flies. Some big changes too. I suppose everything moves on and so will I around the end of August. The mutant vehicle is not going to make it this year. Just not enough time to mutate. Does that ever happen to anyone? I will call a yurt home this year I hope and some portable shade. It actually will be wonderful to get to the Nevada desert in August where it's so much cooler. Got room if anyone wants to make the trip... Go big or Go Home.

Miles

What happens in Sonoma stays in Sonoma, literally

I realize that sometimes a cool breeze, some sunshine, and a good wine can make people forget themselves and cause them to "loosen" up a bit, however, has this ever happened to you? One shoe in the middle of the road on Highway 12 in the Sonoma Valley. Am I the only one that wonders what happened and who it belongs to? Am I? Just to be on the safe side I did check the ditch but found no one. Not even the other shoe. So if you have any clues or ideas please let me hear from you. We will get to the bottom of this....PS. love those heels...

Miles