Category: DailySocotra

Calle 8

Brazilian Supermodel Gisele Bundchen and her hubby, Mr Bundchen, are back in Brazil for Carnival. I saw the news while scrolling through potential destinations to park my butt for a week or two. I do not want to think about what is going to happen when the music stops and we have to pay the […]

The Hydraulic Press

“Return to Raven,” read the note at the top of the page. My Dad was addressing his brother Jim Socotra, 17 years his senior, and really more father than brother to my Dad. Jim went through the same portal that Raven is going through now, long ago, and the echoes of his passing illuminate Raven’s […]

8 Tips for Smart Investing and Grilling

You know what is coming as well as I do, so I won’t belabor the point. Maybe it is a recovery and maybe it ain’t. Remember, this is mostly a psychological drill, at least for Wall Street. If you feel good, you act good. I am as tired of the continuing crisis as I am […]

Happy Days

I am about ready for a dose of irrational exuberance, al la the quote from the evil gnome Alan Greenspan about the housing bubble years ago. I wish I could find a gig like that- utter a sphinxlike line in the morning, and then take off for a long lunch and a longer weekend. Alan […]

Burying George

It was one of those mornings; no reason for traffic to be horrific, but it was, anyway. Pulling out of the garage under Big Pink I spied the traffic backed up on Route 50 East in front of the building. Since it is almost a mile to the first of the two lights that slow […]

Slouching Toward Bethlehem

02 March 2011 (Irish Poet William Butler Yeats.) Slouching Toward Bethlehem Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all […]

Contingent Convertible

(1957 Ford Skyliner, dropping the top in front of the Glass House, Dearborn, Michigan. Photo courtesy FoMoCo.) “Beware the Ides of March. The bastards are at it again.” – Punk Playwright Bill Shakespeare, Act 1, Scene 2, from Julie-the-Caesar I had not quite forgotten why I was in the office. I had decided it was […]