
It belongs in a museum!
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.

It belongs in a museum!

…I bought it because of the colors. Top was matcha, bottom was ube. Very good!
The Newland House…

Newland House, 1898, Queen Anne style. Oldest residence in Huntington Beach.

…the kitchen…

…parlour…

The house has a turret, and from the time I was a little girl, I always wanted to know what was in it. It was a sewing/spinning room.

The view from the turret. What a wide open vista would have presented itself in 1898.

My favorite room. This girls’ room. I love the bank of wood-framed windows.

The stairs were…steep.

The barn, now a wedding venue.
I had a great tour, given by the city historian.
19. WHITE ZOMBIE (1932)
One of the worst acted movies I’ve ever seen (except for Lugosi, who strikes the right tone of genuine menace and glee). The visuals, however, are great and very stylish, and there are moments of genuine creepiness.
Verdict: Pretty awful and pretty fun at the same time, if you know what you’re getting into.
20. HIS ONLY SON (2023)
A low-key, thoughtful take on the story of Abraham and Isaac. It’s nicely done, and although slow, the very quiet yet charismatic performance by Nicolas Mouawad as Abraham keeps you engaged.
Verdict: Slow as molasses, but well acted, and very earnest. Pretty good.
21. STARGATE (1994)
When a movie feels a lot longer than it actually is, that’s not a good sign. And this one feels like it goes on forever. It has its delights, mainly James Spader as a dorky archaeologist with wire-rimmed specs and a fabulous set of surfer bangs. He’s pretty damned good, but he’s not enough.
Verdict: Once was enough. Maybe too much.

…but she’s still a cutie.


Give a kid a piece of chalk and an empty stretch of concrete and something great will always come of it.

It was a beautiful spring day.

Clear and breezy.

If you turn your back to the homes looming immediately behind you, you can almost forget that you’re in the midst of suburbia.


Lots of yummy pastries and…something with corn and mayo on it.

There’s one yard that always has a really nice wildflower display.

They even had these red poppies, which are pretty unusual.

Neighborhood watch. He never blinks!

Calling card.


…with a couple of perfect Kentucky Derby roses! They weren’t omens or anything, because in spite of my month of studying, my handicapping most definitely did not come up smelling like a rose.