![]() ![]() The Maturango Museum Open Studio Tour is coming-up on the weekend of October 21st and 22nd. Here’s to lamb, couscous, and feta cheese! I wish they offered herb tea, though. I’m recommending it to those willing to eschew the usual local bill of fare in favor of tastes and textures we may not have had access to hithertoforenow. We enjoyed the interesting food, ambiance and helpful servers. Just say’in.Īnd speaking of food, we had occasion to eat several times at the new Mediterranean place (Pita Fresh) on China Lake Boulevard across from the Hospital. Willie Nelson singing “Always On My Mind” beats candy and flowers anytime, guys. Now I’m no music expert, but when we got back from Lone Pine that night I’ve been told that it was the most romantic playlist in the known universe. This year it was my turn to make-up the playlist. One of our traditions is to listen to a playlist of iTunes during the trip. That’s probably our favorite place to eat this side of the mountains. We drove north up Highway 14 to have dinner at Seasons restaurant in Lone Pine. My first wife and I had a nice 49th Anniversary last week. And pick a good quality microphone, one with enough dynamic range that you don’t need to swallow the darned thing to be heard through it. Somebody (please!) either lengthen that microphone holder or replace it with a hand-held microphone that the speaker can hold up to their own mouth and still maintain a modestly erect posture. It is embarrassing to me just watching from the cheap seats. The point is obvious - the speaker is placed at a disadvantage when addressing the council by being forced into body language of abject supplication. And tall people don’t have a prayer of being heard unless they assume the posture of a retching sop addressing a toilet bowl. Most individuals of moderate height are forced to bend way over to get their mouth close enough to the podium microphone to be heard. And if you think that’s no big deal, go find the olde rhyme about “for the want of a nail the shoe was lost”. It’s that pesky little microphone down at the Public Comment podium in the council chambers that I think could use some serious IT intervention. Though I have only once seen the problem which precipitated this decision, and agree that simply jotting their votes on a slip of paper which is then passed to the City Clerk may be too cheap and simple to contemplate, I’m willing to acquiesce with blowing $5K of our money so that any big city visitors to our council chambers don’t laugh out loud when a vote is taken. Our City Council recently voted to spend $5K for a nifty new council voting contrivance that allows for council members to all vote on an issue just like they do in the big cities with lighted indicators and thorough technological regard to all the legal requirements of secret voting and realtime transparency. Imagine! We would have avid flag-waving marchers coming-in from everywhere to proudly strut in our world-famous and increasingly massive flag march. Perhaps we could conjure a sort of Moore’s Law from the high desert air around us and double the number of marchers every decade. I, for one, am ready for an upgrade to 2,000 flags. Good for her and good for us! If we had more flags there would be more marchers. It was wonderful! Mother Nature blessed the event by offering a day of truly perfect weather for this distinctive occasion, suggesting her tacit approval of our boisterous and unselfconscious patriotism. Our remarkable little politically “Red” island (in a vast politically “Blue” California Ocean) marched with a thousand American flags last Saturday. Here’s another weekly potpourri of thoughts and observations about breaking news and Valley things both great and small. ![]()
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