I was chatting this afternoon with a co-worker today about the architecture of a doughnut. Earlier in the day, I noticed there was a pesky box of leftover, doughy remnants in our agency kitchen area, and it was staring me in the face each time I n…

Raising the bar. The wow factor. There are a lot of ways to say that something has demonstrated or possesses an element that elevates it head and shoulders over something else. And it’s always refreshing to hear a new way of saying something. I ca…

I’m not a fan of taking the trash out at 9:15 at night and stepping into 80-degree weather. Last week we were lucky enough to get some much needed rain. A few days later, it still felt like fall was in the air. Today, not so much. This time of the…

I have two plants in my office. They’re those wonderfully air cleaning and nearly indestructible plants called pothos. They’re a beautiful emerald color with splashes of yellow, but one has a far more golden look to its leaves. Since they are both…

“Impressive” is a funny word. It’s a word that can sometimes imply a sense of grandeur, a sense of wealth or a sense of awe. It can bring to mind monuments of great size, natural wonders that dot the landscape and man-made structures that defy gra…

Some nights, after the day has died down and the vast expanse of a clear night sky inspires wonder, I find that I have so many questions about my life. I want to know about the who, what, where, when, the why and the how. I wonder about my past an…

Tonight as I was driving home from Disneyland, I came to an overpass that had a left-turn lane near the top; one car was already sitting in it, waiting at the red arrow. To the right of that lane were three or four lanes of traffic, all with a gre…

I ride the protein train for most of the day. In the morning, I’m a fan of egg whites, sometimes lentils (don’t judge), cottage cheese, yogurt and/or milk. Lunch is chicken along with some sort of wedge a la Laughing Cow, and usually a veggie or t…

Confession: I made a gin and tonic when I got home, and my dinner was a spoonful of frosting. OK, two spoonfuls. And 1/3 of a cup of leftover Spanish Rice-a-Roni. It’ll never go down as one of my finer meals, and I can’t decide if it would’ve been…

Time is everywhere. Always. It’s in our conversation when we talk about how it flies. We speak of its motion, and how it marches on. Some of us give young ones a time-out; sometimes we wish we could do the same to some older people. We speak of Fa…