My new look. My hair is really short because (choose one):

• The cat licked it off
• I pruned it hoping it would grow on top
• I can save money by cutting it myself
• I finally got tired of pretending I had hair

Some of the comments I've gotten:

• It's what men do when they admit they're really old
• It makes me look like a criminal (but some criminals are good looking)
• Let it grow out
• It's Sexy
• It's YOU!

I like this look on other men but have to admit I am not used to seeing it on me.

About me

I live in the San Francisco Bay area. I took early retirement in 1994 to enjoy life away from the high-tech world. I can heartily recommend it.

Some of my normal activities area: 

• Playing duplicate bridge and filling in occasionally as a substitute director. I also maintain my unit's website.
• Walking at Shoreline Park along the San Francisco Bay. It's flat but has lots of shore birds to watch including ducks, herons and pelicans.
• Hiking at Rancho San Antonio Park. Very pretty hills to climb with deer and quail and the occasional rattlesnake and bobcat to watch.
• Social activities with Santa Clara Corvettes.
• Chatting with friends and writing scripts for ThePalace, a 2D chat environment. I'm the one using a picture Howdy Doody to represent myself when everyone else is using handsome men and beautiful women.
• Movies, restaurants, and, in general, taking life easy.
• Relaxing at Lake Tahoe and travelling are fun but not done frequently enough. Somehow I managed to volunteeer to be on my homeowners board of directors at Lake Tahoe, responsible for the beach and pier. I think it must be senility.

How does one retire at an early age? I'll share my secret with you:

• Figure out how much you're paying in taxes while you're working.
• Quit work. You will now have no income so won't have to pay any taxes.
• Spend the money you would have paid in taxes on yourself.

Simple, huh?

Is this website narcistic enough yet?

In November, 2004, I received our bridge unit's Sportsmanship Award. This award is for "ethical, friendly and gracious manners at the bridge table, for proving strict competition can be pleasurable and for exemplary conduct serving the best interest of duplicate bridge and its players". My acceptance speech? "Finally, all those top boards I've given people payed off." Needless to say, I was honored to receive it and have my name added to the Sportsmanship Trophy with the past winners' names.

Here I am looking for kangaroos in my new buffalo hide Australian bush hat that my brother and his wife brought back from their recent trip to New Zealand and Australia. Not too many kangaroos here in suburban California but I'm ready if one shows up.

I'm also wearing the beautiful sweater they gave me at Christmas. ;-)

Here I am at Lake Tahoe with .... me.

THE Car

In June 1998 I ordered  a new 1999 Corvette.  Because local dealers wanted a premium for the car I purchased it from a dealer in Georgia I found on-line.  A *long* five months later I finally had my new car. It is beautiful and great fun to drive. The whole story and more pictures.

What happened to the MGB?  Thanksgiving 1999 a man came to the door and asked if I would sell it.  After much thought (about a millisecond) I said yes.  Even though it wouldn't start because one cylinder had conked out recently he bought it and had it trailored to Aptos, CA.  Sadly, when he checked out the car the cylinder problem led to other problems and he ended up selling it to someone else who then resold it.  The last I heard it was bought by a guy from the Netherlands.

The MGB was a lot of fun (and a few headaches) over the 33 years I drove it but I'm glad I don't have to worry about it anymore.  Driving a Vette is just fine with me.

In Aug. 2003 a man backed his pickup truck into the side of my car in a parking lot poking a hole in the rear quarter panel and damaging the back of the passenger side door. The job was estimated by several shops to take from one to two weeks to repair. Unfortunately, due to poor workmanship my car spent seven months during the next year in three different shops. The whole story and pictures.

Sigh. In November 2005 someone hit my car while it was parked on Main Street in Los Altos and left without leaving a note. I took it to Anchor Auto Body where the rear bumper cover was replaced and repainted. I threw in repainting the front bumper cover for good measure.

Sigh, again. In July 2006 a man hit my car while it was parked at Lake Tahoe. He left without leaving a not but a real estate agent and I tracked him down so he got to pay to replace the front fender.

Pseudo-Patriotism

A pseudo-patriotic photo taken a few years ago when we were erecting a new antenna on my neighbor's house.

Want to get in touch?  Send me e-mail.