This is written at 6:52am, December 24, in a quiet small living room in Dublin, CA (just outside of Oakland/San Francisco). Diana (my wife), Katy (daughter), and PJ(son) are all still asleep. It is raining outside and sounds/smells magnificent! And what am I thinking about? … That this is the last Christmas in my forties? Maybe.
Hello to a NEW WORLD: At forty-nine years old and soon to be turning FIFTY (January 6, 2016), I am writing my first ever blog and this opening sentence welcomes criticism. Why? Because I am sure there is something wrong with the first-ever sentence. Syntax, or micro-aggression – due to my mentioning my age as