by beachraven | Feb 21, 2020
The Fourth Floor, Monterey, California They’ve been painting the trim on our office building. What does it feel like to be four stories up standing on a suspended platform, hanging from ropes? I’m sure I’d look around––Wow, I can see the marina––if I...
by beachraven | Feb 15, 2020
Window Shopping, Monterey, California I had an attorney named Allan Stamm. He was over 70 years old when I hired him to put together a shareholder agreement for a partnership. As the push and pull over the agreement got more complicated, I became frustrated. One day...
by beachraven | Feb 8, 2020
Somewhere, California I’ve been thinking about the word integrity. Merriam-Webster defines it as: firm adherence to a code of especially moral or artistic values: INCORRUPTIBILITY. Yeah, they printed incorruptibly in capital letters offset with a colon. Moral is...
by beachraven | Feb 1, 2020
Anywhere, California I walked into a public restroom and found beautiful white and violet flowers sitting next to the sink sticking out of a soda bottle. The unexpected contrast made them even more beautiful. It looked spontaneous. Someone placed them there, not just...
by beachraven | Jan 24, 2020
Monterey Vista, Monterey, California With a cold winter chill in the air, I walked up a hill towards our house; my coat zipped tight. I was trying to think of a missive to write, maybe recycling, a new way to look at recycling, my thoughts drifting in and out of the...
