Gladius, as you know, that is very much on my mind. My plan, such as it is, is to go to Idaho and perhaps teach at CMRI for a while if they'll have me ( which is uncertain ). Then on to France.
I heard the hypothesis about an imminent earthquake. My personal earthquake sensor is not going off. But I think it's a sure bet that will happen within the decade, the long-awaited Big One. My reasoning is that no one talks about it anymore, and in my experience, that is when it's time to be afraid.
RomanCatholic1953, I was in Palos Verdes tonight with a friend of mine, walking my dog along Palos Verdes Drive West, enjoying the sunset. She was a parishioner at St. Lawrence along with her mother. So I am haunting your old haunts, at least for the moment. She was talking about a monsignor who was there at St. Lawrence in the early 60's and is still there, Monsignor Collins, maybe you know of him. With the tact and finesse for which I am famed, I asked if he was a heretic. She said she was going to dinner with him, she'd report back to me.
I was born in 1976 so I don't remember all the changes in this area -- she probably does. I do have vague childhood memories of seeing Rear Window at the Bijou Theater in Hermosa Beach -- remember the Bijou? -- and of Marineland in Palos Verdes. They have pictures of the old Marineland at the new Trader Joe's in Palos Verdes. I remember being terrified of the shark tank which looked all dirty and foul and sinister, it didn't look all pristine and pretty like the Sea World shark tank.
I am already feeling panicked at the thought of not living by the ocean. You'd probably have to be born near the ocean to understand. I will miss my old briny habitat. Dead fish apocalypses and tsunami-warning signs help ease the pain, though.