Look, for some of us our “formative years” were almost 50 years ago.  That’s how long the theme song from The Jeffersons TV sitcom has been ringing in my head.  In 1975 it was a black and white world, there were only three TV channels so everybody grew up with The Jeffersons, The Bunkers and Jimmy ‘JJ’ Walker – Dyn-o-mite!

Stay focused🤦🏼‍♂️

I’m very pleased to report that, like the Jeffersons, I have moved on up to the eastside of Chacala.  For six months I’ve crammed into a vintage 30-foot Winnebago.  The views were breathtaking.  The solitude and tranquility welcomed.  The miniature-sized amenities (toilet, shower, bed, fridge, tiny everything) were tolerable and unimportant. I wouldn’t have wished it any other way.  Even so, when the opportunity to move into a real house came along – I had to grab it.  The house belongs to my closest neighbor a few hundred yards away. Elmer’s a young, entraprenureal Mexican and a pretty cool dude who’s never there.  We’ve shared a few smokes and sunset cocktails. When he said he’d be away on business for 6 months, I said let me move in and house sit.  Same rent as the Winnebago and a lot more creature comforts and possibilities for a social life.  The best way to share this news, photos and your invitation to visit, is by posting to my blog here. Yes, you are now invited to visit, take the second bedroom/bath with a queen bed. You can enjoy the little plunge pool, nearby Riviera villages, marisco restaurants and pristine beaches.  You’ll receive the friends and family discount. In fact it’s currently whale migration season and here’s a recent Facebook clip from the Chacala shoreline https://www.facebook.com/share/v/152uHQXnBH/?mibextid=wwXIfr

Below are some house photos before the actual March 1^st move in.

Weezy… we finally got a piece of the pie!