Josiah Vega

Thursday Oooh, it’s cloudy and overcast here in Sandpoint. Rare for the summer time. Far across the lake, I can see heavy rain falling. There are also claps of thunder and flashes of lightning. I slept very late, then got…

Wednesday A long trip from L.A. to Sandpoint. It was late and I was exhausted. But as I was unpacking, my phone rang. It was Y, a super-smart woman who has been in my world for almost forty-three years. She…

MondayUnlike most of the stories you read about Hollywood, this one really happened. At about 10:30 tonight, I realized I was low on gasoline. There was a gas station nearby on Sunset Strip with moderate prices. I headed over there….

Saturday Here we are back in Beverly Hills. I don’t feel well. Nevertheless, I got up, paid some bills — my never ending curse, my own foolishness — and then went for lunch with Phil DeMuth at the Beverly Hills…

Tuesday So, this will be very short. Not at all sweet. A couple of days ago, a white college baseball star from Australia, Christopher Lane, was running for exercise along a rural road in Oklahoma, my wife’s home state. He…

Monday So, I am lying in my sun room late tonight listening to the trains going by. Of course, it’s dark and I can see stars, but I feel a deep peace being in that bed in North Idaho, far…

Saturday—Sandpoint, Idaho Now, believe me dear readers when I tell you that our summer hometown, Sandpoint, Idaho, has the most great restaurants per capita of any town I know of. There is Trinity at the Edgewater, with a spectacular beach…

Sunday Wow. It is hot. I am down here in Rancho Mirage and it is hot. Not as hot as it could be, but plenty hot. Maybe 105 degrees Fahrenheit. I came down here last night with Julie Goodgirl to…

MY MAKEUP artist, the charming Renae, told me a few weeks ago that I had not lived until I watched House of Cards, a TV series on Netflix about life in the high reaches of Washington power. After fantastic struggles…