Danny Gregory's Blog, page 55
October 29, 2013
My other wheels.
In New York, I had become quiet used to the Citibike program, to having a fresh bicycle waiting in a rack outside my front door to drive wherever I chose. I had always assumed that in LA I would be … Continue reading →
October 26, 2013
My colleagues.
I’ve always envied people who could bring their dogs with them everywhere. Old coon hounds sitting in the back of a farmer’s pickup. Fashionistas with their Pomeranians in their purses. Airport cops with stoic German shepherds on short leashes. Hip … Continue reading →
October 24, 2013
Thinking outside the books.
A canary sits in its cage, gazing through the bars. Year after year, it watches the world beyond and dreams. One morning, it notices that the cage door is open. The canary catches its breath and waits to see when … Continue reading →
October 23, 2013
Best of added
Hey, if you’d like to see what I think are the best of my 558 blogposts from the past decade or so, check out the new “Best of” link I have added to the menu at the top of this … Continue reading →
October 22, 2013
The sour life.
“Why don’t you go on west to California? There’s work there, and it never gets cold. Why, you can reach out anywhere and pick an orange. Why there’s always some kind of crop to work in. Why don’t you go … Continue reading →
October 19, 2013
Seeing the light.
Once a week, usually on Friday, I check out one of LA’s museums. Two weeks ago, I went to the James Turrell at the LACMA which really dazzled me. I’ve seen his piece in Phoenix but missed the show at … Continue reading →
October 17, 2013
Boldly going where I have not gone before.
I am journaling these days in a way I haven’t been able to in years, just recording the day as it flows past, honoring the moments I am living and trying to be as present as possible. In doing so, … Continue reading →
October 16, 2013
The art of living.
Life is not an oil painting, sealed behind varnish and clamped in a golden frame, hanging in a white walled gallery in Chelsea, waiting to be bought by a hedge fund manager’s third wife. Life is not an edition of … Continue reading →
October 15, 2013
Nectar.
I learned to watch birds on New Year’s Day, 2012. Jenny and I went to the annual Bird Count in Central Park, a frigid but sunny morning outing, on which we counted a goodly number of feathered friends, including two … Continue reading →
October 13, 2013
Clockwork Orange. And Blue. And some Green.
My neighborhood is cute. Little one-family houses with little yards all arrayed neatly along the six or so blocks of our “avenue”. My neighbors are friendly without being too. They’re definitely not New Yorkers but they don’t try to hug … Continue reading →
