Monthly Archives: July 2023

24 noms for next president of Stanford (not in any particular order, nor with any methodology beyond having lived hereabouts 47 years minus four years at Dartmouth, four years in the city, a month in Brooklyn and a month in Austin)

Or I nominate, Michael McFaul, former Obama security chief, an ambassador to Russia, who dated a friend of mine, his freshman and sophomore years. He took us to the Grateful Dead once although I would deny the rumor about how … Continue reading

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7 shows in an Earthwise month

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Pardon my mess

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Go Mama went

Bug in my bonnet about Go mama, the sculpture created by in 1999 for our public collection here later, dear session. Sitting in the warm morning sun outside Izzy’s where Olivia created some floral art I knew her mother slightly … Continue reading

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Panel finds that MTL shit does, indeed, stink

PROMISE TO EAT MORE RUFFAGE DOES NOT PASS MUSTER FOR POOPY PREXY, BLUE CHIP LAWYERS SAY 💩

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Iconic alumni of the Stanford Jazz Workshop

For example, Dayna Stephens tuck Andress, Jenny Scheinman, Allison Miller, Mulgrew Miller no relation I’m not Cohen, Charles McPherson , Regina Carter remarkably every performer at the concert series also teaches at the camp or workshop. Stanford has a virtually … Continue reading

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Seraph Brass on-sale in Palo Alto, September 28 at the JCC, by Earthwise

This is a $50 ticket which is pricey by my standard but there’s 5,000 years of baggage to cover; I would submit it’s a bargain compared to paying $1,500 for the worst possible seats for Taylor Swift at the football … Continue reading

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I can’t believe how good looking I was back in 1988, with Dr. Brian Moore at The Getty

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Yo or oy?

      I have a riff about meeting today at Bird and Beckett’s Tammy Fortin, a musician who has a day job at the Stanford Museum. I remember meeting her briefly about eight years ago, mistaking her for someone … Continue reading

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Friends, Romans, Palo Altans— lend me your ears

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