• From my (work) Front Door Today (BBBC.23)

    One of the ugliest views in Downtown Sacramento is right outside the front door of my building at work: a couple of run-down buildings, an exceptionally ugly five-story office building, and a pipe sculpture that is truly hideous. Just out of view on the right is the Elks Tower–one of the oldest and most beautiful Read more

  • Portofino Green (BBBC.22)

    Portofino green slate tiles Portofino green yarn Portofino green building Portofino green pasta Portofino green sofa The portofino green waters of Portofino Italy Oh yes, let’s not forget my Portofino green ride! Read more

  • Misinformation (BBBC 2017.21)

    It’s funny (not really), but if it weren’t for the rise of Donald J. Trump onto the political scene I don’t think his orange face (or poor embattled, lackluster CNN) would be the first thing that comes to mind when I think of the word “misinformation.” Still, the big question here is the difference between Read more

  • Bitchin’ to Jesus, Talking with My Hand, and One Scary Window (BBBC 2017.9)

    This is a tough one: Strange Thing I Believed as a Kid. I don’t think I believed in anything strange. I had only a little exposure to Christianity as a child so I had a very limited understanding of prayer. Instead of worshiping, petitioning, asking for forgiveness, I complained why He made me the way Read more

  • The River Road (BBBC 2017.20)

    California State Road 160 is my favorite road close to home. In fact, the River Road (its apt street name) is really the only scenic road within twenty miles of my residence. After a short five mile ride through banal residential and business areas the road begins to change. First the four-lane expressway narrows to a two Read more

  • Another Class Reunion I’ll Pass On (BBBC 2017.19)

    Rio Americano Class of ’77. (Are those peppers next to some of the names, like on an ethic food menu?) This year is the 40th Reunion of my high school, and like all the others that preceded it I am not interested in attending. Looking back on my childhood I remember some good times, but Read more