INDIAN HILL

    Time for a bit of policy discussion.   I’m calling it The Myth Of Net Neutrality .   Let’s start with this premise; Joe the Plumber isn’t building out the broadband networks.   Neither is Joe Six Pack, and probably not you or me.   Unless we’re stockholders in Comcast, Verizon, Sprint, Verizon, Time Warner—take your pick, then you might have a financial interest.       Secondly, this is not a new argument, that broadband internet providers need to ‘loosen up’ their content rules, let all content providers have total, free access and charge no fees to favored providers.   Call it ‘pay for shelf-space' broadband politics.   No, the argument goes, internet providers shall not discriminate content to back shelves, the warehouse, the parking lot, the tent sale of stored content.         The ‘Free The Net’ T-shirt crowd has been harking for decades, going back ten to fifteen years at least in the City of Los Angeles, the State of California, where elected officials voiced concerns

  TINA AND I had an arrangement.  Unspoken, developed over a year and a half or so, it worked its way into a code upon which we’d silently but complicity agreed.  No telephone calls unless it was an emergency, no texting or emails, none of the computerized instant-messaging, electronic stuff that clogged relationships with pretext, innuendo, longing, wondering, hidden expectations that couldn’t be met.  She was beautiful in the way that I thought all Tinas must be.  Tina, the girl next door.  The hot chick that went out with jocks in high school. Tina the waitress at the soda fountain who shot you sly looks along with milkshakes, burgers, fries, and desperate hope for the lonely.  Tina the cute nurse, Tina the checker at the supermarket, all the Tinas I imagined from my limited but rich imaginary world of Tinas were gorgeous and secretly generous, semi-available at the right moment at the right time to the right guy, but distant and reticent and hesitant because of something my

  Wind Surfer at Ventura beach.   Chuggin' near Searchlight Nevada   I like trains, can you tell?   Stags baseball, Claremont McKenna College   Little bit of everything, Needles, CA. Cable Airport, Upland CA. Really like the clean colors of this plane out at Cable Airport, Upland CA. Left-click on any of the shots for a closer look.  I hope you enjoy some of these 'action' shots of planes, trains and automobiles and a couple of sports photos.  Thanks for checking in.