Author Archives: Jaime Carrollo

Welcome home Artemis explorers! I got so involved and excited watching the return of the Orion Integrity crew that I an only now sharing my own successful venture: the rainwater collection tank has touched down! The rainwater collection system is not rocket science. But it was not without its challenges. For example, getting black PVCContinue reading “Traveling through Space”

As you are aware, AI is creeping into our lives through every imaginable nook and cranny. I have allowed Claude access to my WordPress blog site. Fear not! I will create and write and edit my own posts. However, I did ask Claudio, also responding to Claudia depending on my disposition, for a couple ofContinue reading “I, Claudius”

One of the sub-projects I am undertaking while building the wranch house is the installation of a rainwater recovery system. This consists of collecting the rainwater which falls on the roof into a conventional gutter, directing it down a slightly unconventional downspout and into an underground conveyance line to a thirty thousand gallon holding tank.Continue reading “Wranch Water”

This post is long overdue, but I have an excuse. I took my grandkids to Disneyland, went on a cruise in the Sea of Cortez and spent 4 days with ChaCha and Jim in Pescadero and Todos Santos. Encinitas is always a good place to refresh the body and the mind and the soul. PaulaContinue reading “Happy Anniversary to Paula and Me”

Here is a poem inspired by Sappho, the lyric poet from Ancient Greece. Very little of her work survives. The piece below was constructed by a Canadian poet, Bliss Carman, who took verses from extant fragments and created what he imagined Sappho might write today. This verse is best served spoken, to your lover, today.Continue reading “Happy Valentines Day”

It has been a while since my last post, but the project is proceeding. However, it is difficult to demonstrate. Let me explain: the external presentation of our bodies is pretty much just skin and hair. But beneath this externality is a bunch of stuff. Organs like the heart and lungs and pancreas and spleen,Continue reading “The Master”

January 20, morning Every once in a while on my drive from Houston to the property near Buffalo, I stop in at Woody’s Smokehouse in Centerville. I never stop at Buc-ee’s, part of the travel spot emporium chain, in Madisonville. Woody’s has been around since 1975 and became the iconic and popular pit stop forContinue reading “Alexander Hamilton’s Chuckle”

January 3, 2026 And so, just like that, the New Year has arrived. The 2026 Express, with all of us aboard, is underway, gathering speed, seeking her rhythm as she clickety-clacks down new tracks through a familiar landscape, but one we know will be full of surprises and, at least for those who have theirContinue reading “All aboard!”

We used to mail out a Christmas greeting with a summary of the year’s highlights and some family pictures. It has been many years since we performed that labor of love, selecting a few photos and finding the right words to describe the events of the year we wanted to share. I remember it wasContinue reading “Merry Christmas 2025”

There is a chapter in Moby Dick in which the narrator tells us that although the color white is associated with noble things, such as innocence, honor and purity, there yet lurks in that hue an elusive sense which strikes panic in the soul. Which describes my current state of being. Let me explain: PaulaContinue reading “Ahab’s Curse”