When I booked our stay at the Sunset Marquis hotel, it felt almost like a consolation prize to make up for the demise of my beloved Standar...

I met Tracy Austin in 1981 at the Wells Fargo event in Rancho Bernardo when I was 14 and didn't own a camera yet. I was hoping to ru...

UPDATE: Woke to realize this never posted — I am guessing this blog-by-email technique doesn't like photo-intensive posts — but I will a...

I recently finished Betty Hutton's autobiography, in which I learned she spent the last years of her life in Palm Springs. So I immediat...

Not only did we have an uneventful flight to the desert and then dinner and drinks with a dear friend who bought and refurbished a house in ...

  Just a reminder that I’m heading to the West Coast today. In the past, this would have meant the occasional “emergency” blog post from the...