Something Pithy Here

"Begin at the beginning, and go on till you come to the end: then stop." -- The King of Hearts

I'm an adopted Texan. As they say, "I wasn't born in Texas, but I got here as fast as I could!" I post pictures and opinions as suits my mood, mostly because I can. Hooray Internet! 

So far I have three blogs here. By the Way is the oldest. I started it in 2003. I lost a couple of years to Vox because I was too lazy to bother to export when they shut down. I consider it an exercise in accepting impermanence. When I followed my husband to Singapore for his first expat assignment, I started (T)expatriate: A Southern Girl in Singapore. That covers 2010 and 2011, give or take. Next came Oslo, and (T)expat 2: Norwegian Boogaloo,  in 2012. Now I'm back home, and back on By the Way.

Pix live on Flickr. I toss links out on Twitter when I feel like it. I'm still not sure what to do with G+ but I kinda like it.

 

Greetings from Sunny(vale) CA

I've been awake since 4 and up since 5 for a meeting that doesn't start til 9. Time zones are not my friend this morning. Anyhow.... It's hot out here. Isn't California supposed to be nice and cool? (Aside from Sacramento, that is. I learned that lesson.) It feels just like what I left behind in Houston, except earlier.

I ended up sitting next to an off-duty pilot on the flight out here, and I got the window for the first time in ages, so I got some running commentary on landmarks. He said he'd starting flying when he was 13, and the lady on the other side of him and I looked at each other and raised our eyebrows and laughed. I know I was wondering if Continental hires pilots who aren't old enough to drink yet, and she just shook her head and said, "Everybody looks so young to me these days."

Appropriately enough, I'm reading an old (1943) history book about the westward expansion to California, and I laughed out loud when I read this passage:

"The Californians were of two factions, a revolution having occurred just a few months before. (California revolution: by proclamation. No unthrifty waste of gunpowder, no indecorous blood-letting, just some heroic marching and a fierce barrage of rhetoric....)"

The whole book is salted with such commentary, and while a lot of it goes over my head because I'm not familiar with all the political ins-and-outs of the time, some of it is very funny. It's more like reading a (really long) newspaper than what I think of as a "history book."

And with that, I'm off to find breakfast and meet some Californians....

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