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2025 LA Times Festival Of Books

After a long, stressful week, what I want more than anything is to sleep in late and then do nothing except sit on my butt, with maybe a nap or two thrown in for good measure. Which is why I got up at 7:00 AM this morning, got dressed warmly (it was cold and rainy) and headed out for a day of “adventure.”

A couple of subway rides later (NO WAY I was going to try to mess with traffic and parking at a huge event in a crowded part of town when the Metro dropped me off at the front gates!) I was at the entrance to the USC campus for the first time in my 50+ years here. I’ve been across the street to the Coliseum a few times, and to the Science Museum down the street, but never actually on campus.

Nice place I guess, big bucks and an attitude to match at every turn, but at least the rain had stopped by the time our first event was over.

The occasion was the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I’ve wanted to attend for years. The crowds and size are a bit daunting, easily 100,000+ per day there, maybe as many as twice that or more, but the USC campus is a big place, so it never got too awful. Lots of food trucks and a ton of booths and vendors – I didn’t get any books, knick knacks, shirts, or anything else, but next time I might not be so lucky. Next time I might come with a wish list of books that I need to pick up, but then I’ll have to carry them around and lug them on the subway…

The first panel we saw was moderated by Wil Wheaton, with favorite author John Scalzi, and new-to-me author TJ Klune. Talking about how to write speculative fiction in our bizarre political and social era. Excellent discussion. Baseline assumption as stated by Scalzi, “FASCISM FUCKING SUCKS!” No argument here!

Our second panel was the main reason that I got off my ass and made it to the event this year. Writer Chuck Wendig was there, the first time I’ve ever been able to see him live.

This panel was moderated by Ivy Pochoda, with Danielle Trussoni and Nikki Erlick also participating. It was about “magical objects” being used in their speculative fiction or horror novels. Another excellent panel, and I’ll need to be picking up some of the books from Ms. Trussoni and Mrs. Erlick to see what they were talking about, their novels sound fascinating.

(Photo: Michi Willett)

So, a good day of adventuring! Off my ass, out of my comfort zone, out doing interesting and stimulating things, and meeting up with Wonderful Daughter Two for the day. And I got all of my steps in for the day, and then some. Even my watch is happy!

Tomorrow I’ll sleep in late and then do nothing except sit on my butt, with maybe a nap or two thrown in for good measure. Maybe.

 

 

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Proof Of Life – April 24th

Well, THAT’s not working. Let’s stop, the hell with the experts.

At least I’m still smiling.

If you can keep smiling and maintain your composure while everyone else around you is panicing, you probably don’t understand the nature of the crisis.

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Random Old Photos – April 21st

I get it, I’m a work in progress and always will be. But would it kill anyone to get a small break every now and then to have an idea of where it’s going or what the plan is or how long it’s going to take, or maybe even, gods forbid, get to a point where it’s just okay for a while?

Sorry, a few frustrating things today. Not sure why, when hunting for a random old photo, this one spoke to me.

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No Context For You – April 16th

And finally…breathing room.

That HUGE FREAKIN’ CRISIS has been resolved, all of the data entry and bank reconciliations and reports got done for this morning’s meeting, payroll got done for tomorrow morning (which is why I was suddenly posting something quick on five minute’s notice yesterday), the funeral is over, the family has all gone back home, I’ve got my bathroom back, I had my normal weekly gym session tonight (and I’m sore as hell as usual, which again, is “normal,” THANKS SEAN!), I even got all of my tax backup documents over to our CPA only to find out that because of the fires and the FEMA state of emergency we actually don’t have to file until October, and all of a sudden…

There aren’t any “helmet fires” going on at the moment. (“Helmet fire” is a term used by Mace Curran in describing being a fighter pilot and later a pilot in the Air Force Thunderbirds, where there’ too much life and death, split second decision stuff coming at you all at once.)

No one has noticed one of the funniest things that I’ve ever posted on social media, and while dealing with the helmet fires enough non-critical tasks got shoved on to the back burners to keep me going for a month of Sundays, and some of those could become new helmet fires if not dealt with quickly, but HEY!

This lack of a constant adrenaline flow that resembled Niagra Falls is something I could get used to, I think.

I hope I’m not jinxing anything…

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Proof Of Life – April 15th

Damn, that was a long few days.

Here’s the stuff of life:

Caffeine. Taste. Mmmmmmm.

Had a medical professional today on the phone tell me that I needed to drink water instead. She lost me, right there and then.

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A Bad Influence On Dogs

Blanc (the neighbor’s dog) had been howling earlier in the day while I was petting him over the fence, so I reminded him that the “pink” (so named because of the flowers and cherry blossoms blooming at this time of year) new moon was rising tonight, and I promised to come back out later and howl at the rising moon with him.

I came out just as the full moon was peeking over the horizon, went over to the fence, petted Blanc some more, and started howling. Blanc was confused and started barking instead of howling. His owner came out and yelled at him to stop barking and I had to explain that it was my fault for teaching Blanc to do bad things.

I wanted to get a picture of me, Blanc, and the rising full moon, but Blanc wouldn’t stay still long enough.

Two out of three ain’t bad, I guess.

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Ballpark Impulse Buys

At Angels Stadium this last weekend I ended up in one of the team stores to get something. At the cash register, the evil monsters had the ultimate impulse buy for the twelve-year-old Paul trapped (screaming, I suspect) inside this 69-year-old carcass.

I haven’t bought baseball cards in YEARS! But there they were, and unlike fifty-seven years ago, I didn’t have to go mow lawns, shovel snow, or scrounge through the bushes along a busy highway for discarded Coke bottles with a $0.02 refund on each in order to get a couple of packs. I had a credit card, and I wasn’t afraid to use it!

Today’s cards are a far stretch from the cards of the early 1960’s in terms of color, design, and quality. Nonetheless, what I wouldn’t give to have my original set of cards back (long ago sold off by my mother at a garage sale).

I was pleasantly surprised to get a Mike Trout card right off the bat. Perhaps that’s a good sign!

They’re great to look at and read through, takes me right back to my pre-teen days and some of my fondest memories of those days. I’m not sharing too many details about the world of 2025 with 12-year-old Paul – he was fresh out of Catholic school and hadn’t even learned to swear yet (a story for another day) and would be tragically ill-prepared to deal with all that we’re hip deep in.

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No Context For You – April 02nd

Stormy and dangerous times are indeed upon us, and I’m not talking about the weather. When we started celebrating stupidity and worshiping cult leaders who lie to us with every breath, we set ourselves on a road to destruction. When we turned our back on science, medicine, and knowledge in a time when we desperately need expertise and experience, we put ourselves in an untenable situation.

I fear not just for our nation, but for our society, our civilization, and our long-term existence as a species.

Those storms on the horizon may be upon us sooner than anyone expects, and they may be far more violent and deadly than we can believe.

I hope that I’m wrong. I fear that I’m still underestimating the danger.

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Looking For Inspiration

One of those days where I feel like I’ve been ridden hard and put away wet. Down. A bit depressed. Thinking I should go out and buy a pinata cause I really need to beat the shit out of something and then eat chocolate until I puke…

The “inspirational” and “motivational” corner of my office magnetic white board wasn’t quite doing it.

Thank goodness for those last two functional brain cells who forced me out into the garage to spend a couple hours starting to clean up the horrendous mess that’s still out there from the Great Pi Day Water Heater Explosion & Flood of 2025. Some tunes, some cleaning, some order out of chaos, some mindless, physical exertion, ending in at least a small spot of a clean floor and things in stacks and no longer all over the floor.

It may not have been the first row, but at least I moved up from the third row to the second for the time being.

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Sixty-Nine

On the way home from the gym & an intense training session tonight, stopping at the store accompanied by a great sunset, grinning through the pain, another year older.

It’s not pretty, but nothing’s killed me yet. Let’s hope I can still say that in another 365 days.

Happy Birthday to me!

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