Category Archives: November 2010

folk music

I’m sitting here watching John Sebastian Presents: Folk Rewind on KCET (public television)… and singing along with all those great songs from my youth and teen years.

Can it really be 40-some-odd years ago that Peter, Paul & Mary recorded Bob Dylan’s Blowin’ In The Wind (and turned it into a huge hit)? Today I had the pleasure of hearing the Chad Mitchell Trio sing their rendition, which was actually the first version recorded by someone other than Dylan.

When’s the last time you heard Eve of Destruction (Barry McGuire) on the radio? Late ’60s maybe? I really can’t remember, but I know it’s been many, many years ago. It’s good to see/hear him still singing his hit song.

Ahhh, a standing ovation for Jesse Colin Young of the Youngbloods singing Get Together, one of my all-time favorite songs. “C’mon people now, smile on your brother…”

Hey, how come Roger McGuinn (from the Byrds) hasn’t aged over the years? Poor memory on my part, you say? Ok, I’ll accept that. But he still sounds wonderful singing Turn, Turn, Turn. Thank goodness I haven’t lost my hearing. Yet.

It’s not often I hear someone say they love folk music.  Thank you, John, for showing us that it still lives in the hearts of so many fans.

a geocoin’s day at dodger stadium

Almost a week ago a geocoin, steben6’s World Champion San Francisco Giants Major League Geocoin, was placed in one of our caches, Take Your Base(s). As soon as I saw it I knew we had to retrieve it and help it fulfill its desire to travel to major league ball parks all around the U.S.

So… we set aside this past Tuesday as “SF Geocoin Goes to Dodger Stadium” day. Little did we know how wonderful it would turn out.

When you arrive at Dodger Stadium you can’t see the stadium. What you see is a sign welcoming you to Dodger Stadium and a bunch of little toll booths that you have to go through to get to the parking areas. We figured the sign was the best we could do, so we pulled over to the side of the entrance, hopped out of the car and took some photos.

Just past one of the little toll booths was another sign that said Welcome to Dodger Stadium, so we decided maybe, if we asked the guard up there at the little guard shack very nicely, he would let us pull in and take a photo of the geocoin with that sign. BUT! About that time another Dodger Stadium guard pulled up next to us and (very pleasantly) asked us what we were doing. Just try and explain to someone that you’re taking photos of a geocoin with the parking lot sign  because the geocoin wants to visit ball parks all over the U.S.


Enter the quick explanation of what a geocoin is, followed by an equally quick explanation of geocaching. Again…

Huh? (He didn’t really say “huh?,” it was more like the expression on his face.)

“Ok. Here, would you like to hold the geocoin?” This geocoin is a particularly handsome little guy and I think the guard was impressed with it. When he read the info that the owners had included he said he’d have to look up geocoin and geocaching. Perhaps we’ll have another geocacher amongst us in the near future?

Having made friends (in my mind, at least) with the very nice guard, we asked him if perhaps we could get a photo with the sign just past the toll booths. He told us (bless his heart!) to stop at the guard shack and tell the guard we wanted to go to the gift shop. Cool. We get to go to the gift shop. Who knew we could do that? He led the way, stopped ahead of us and told the guard where we were going and we were on our way. Just follow the blue line.

Well, we followed the blue line through one very large parking lot, then another until we finally came to a sign pointing the way to the gift shop. And that’s where we saw this:

and this:

Wow! A beautiful Dodgers mural at the entrance to the actual stadium… and the gift shop.  But wait! It got better!

Mike was like a kid in a candy shop. I have to admit, it was exciting to be there (pretty much all by ourselves, no less) and I’m sure the geocoin will never forget his visit to Dodger Stadium. I know we won’t.


This morning, just before I woke up, I was dreaming I was walking down a narrow sidewalk between two buildings and I could hear tap-tap-tapping as I walked. A moment later I woke up.

I had been dreaming of our house in Manhattan Beach. The sidewalk ran the length of our cute little beach house that we rented and the tap-tap-tapping was the old man who lived next door, diligently typing away on his typewriter.  I worked nights, getting home about 3 a.m., and he was almost always busy tap-tap-tapping when I arrived. I don’t know what he was writing (perhaps he was a famous author and I never knew it?), but the tap-tap-tapping became a comforting sound at 3 a.m.

When I woke up, my first thought was that life was so much simpler back then. The vision of a typewriter sitting on a table appeared side-by-side with a vision of my desk with all its cords, USB hubs, external drive, printer, router, etc. Think about it. A typewriter could be packed up in about 60 seconds and put away in a closet. No cords. No peripheral equipment. It was even its own printer. Just secure it to the base of its case, close the lid and it’s a done deal. Desk or table is clear. A desk with a computer on it? Enough said.

Most of the time I appreciate the advantages of modern technology and what it adds to my life, but there are times when I long for days gone by and some very simple tap-tap-tapping.