Author: Vic Socotra

The Eames Chair

Mom bought the chair more than fifty years ago. That is remarkable in and of itself, since there wasn’t a lot of money then, and the Eames cachet was pricey then. What’s more, there has been a lot of movement in the last half century, and plenty of opportunity for a chair to get banged […]

Slow Dance

Overwhelmed is the only way to put it. I feel like I have been doing The Freddie for a month in a non-stop session of musical chairs.   You may remember dance step, which was popularized (briefly) by one of the British Invasion bands of the late Sixties. Freddie and the Dreamers, was the name, […]

Uncle Sugar

I saw my pal the Admiral out on the street by the loading dock and the still-breathing Clinton National Campaign headquarters. He had paused in his walk to see if I would emerge from the building on my smoke break, which is almost as regular and sacred as a military payday.   The Admiral is […]

Tommy

I’m not talking about the deaf, dumb and blind Tommy  The Who sang about, though there are a lot of kids with head wounds who are coming home that way. Better medical care and body armor are preventing their deaths on the battlefield, which is a good thing, though their rehabilitation is a very expensive proposition. […]

Tremors

Tremors   I took a break from the proposal and ducked over to Ted’s to meet with some associates from the Health Care Industry. It was a chance to do some networking in a line of work I enjoyed, and one that is totally divorced from the stuff I have to do to keep the […]

Controlled Unclassified

Gentle Colleagues,   I apologize in advance for anyone who may, or even those who may not have occasion to interact with me prior to the opening of Big Pink’s pool. It will be another ten days, as the crow flies, before I can put water over my head and effectively take cover from the […]

Executive Order

  This has been quite a rollercoaster of a few days, and I apologize for being a little low-profile. I got a note from a pal who was concerned that I had been waylaid by hostile attorneys, and I hastened to set the situation stright.   There is some lawyer stuff going on- there always […]

Here’s to Mom

Here’s to Mom Mom at her 60th Anniversary It is a gray speing morning here in the Nation’s capital, and the birds are singing in the moist air. I am thinking of the little town by the Bay, that is just now rousing from a hard winter. I’m going to take a step back from […]

Bugs in the Rug

  I am not xenophobe, nor a conspiracy nut, though of course I love a good yarn. We all do. I’d prefer to think about fantastic stories this morning, though work, and some unpleasant truths intervene. For a moment I’d like to contemplate the soaring beauty of the human spirit in all its manifestations.   […]

The Jerusalem Force

Life is funny, isn’t it?   If it is not one thing, it is another. I checked the e-mail before going to bed and found a string of notes that completely reorganized my day today. I imagine we will stumble through, since we always do, but it called to mind the fragility of human networks. […]