I'm a scientist and an educator. And occasionally, I want to say things that I shouldn't say in front of the students. So, here I am.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
While watching firefighters battle a brushfire not 50 yards from my car, I drove across the San Andreas fault along the stretch of road where James Dean died. My journey ended with a warm bowl of risotto in fog-shrouded Carmel-by-the-Sea. I feel in touch with my California roots.