Author Archives: Pat Greene

Yesterday, the Rocket Scientist and I were  discussing the evening we had gone to dinner with the Resident Shrink and her friend from the East Coast.  The evening when I had the “Corpse Reviver” at the British Banker’s Club, and… … Continue reading →

I am thoroughly spoiled.  Like all Northern Californians, I feel it appropriate to whine about what may be, year-round, the most temperate and gentle climate in the country.  Except for a few weeks in late summer/early autumn, when the heat … Continue reading →

I am sitting in yet another ubiquitous Starbucks, waiting for the Red Headed Menace to finish his SAT Subject test.  (His teacher suggested, rather sensibly, that the time to take the subject test was right after he had taken the … Continue reading →

What do Les Miserables, Godspell, Grease,  Miss Saigon, Tommy and even Chess have in common, other than being musicals?  They — along with others — provide the music  for Star Wars: The Musical.Words cannot describe how much I love this.

 I come from a line  of soldiers, sailors and Marines. I am the daughter of a Marine.  And the niece of a career Marine.  I am the granddaughter of a Navy seaman turned Navy aviator. (Granddad Greene became an aviator … Continue reading →

After careful review, I have decided that the iTunes genre designations are almost but not quite completely random.  How else to explain labeling the Beatles White Album as “pop” and Abbey Road as “rock”?  Or Billy Joel as “pop” and … Continue reading →

I have to take medicines for a medical condition.  I have to take them with food — specifically carbohydrates. On the rare occasions  I wait too long, or forget, I get dizzy spells.  I can work, or write, or use … Continue reading →

Yesterday I mentioned that the last ten seconds of the bridge from “Polythene Pam” to “She Came in Through the Bathroom Window” on Abbey Road were my favorite ten seconds in all of rock and roll. Ttoday, I decided to … Continue reading →

Ah, yes.  I am having trouble finding things to say these days.  I’m not sure why — I actually have proto-posts written down in a notebook (an artifact of the time when I was computerless), but a combination of being … Continue reading →

Today, fans of Terry Pratchett are remembering the Glorious Revolution of the 25th of May.  And wearing lilac. Fans of Douglas Adams are commemorating Towel Day.  And carrying towels. Celebrate accordingly.  Perhaps by carrying a lilac colored towel.

Hello folks, I would  like to introduce you to …. Georgia.  As in O’Keefe. She is a lovely, brand new (as in picked up last night) MacBook Pro with a Intel Core i5 and running Snow Leopard.*  Her graphics are … Continue reading →

Osama Bin Laden is dead. Unless you have been living under a rock for the past two weeks, I expect you know this.  Actually, make that under a rock in a remote cave. Certainly nowhere in the United States. As … Continue reading →

Recent readers of this blog may or may have not become acquainted with the diverse group of inmates in my insane asylum. Unlike the CIA agent and little girl that followed John Nash around “A Beautiful Mind,” these alleged people … Continue reading →

Me:  You really need to become a lawyer, Red Headed Menace.RHM:  I don’t want to be a lawyer, I want to be a genetic engineer.Rocket Scientist:  Then you can create giant mutant cockroaches!Me: Or giant mutant lawyers.Railfan: There’s a difference?

I just received a Mother’s Day card with the greeting on the envelope written in hex.   I have interesting children.