State Street Scribe

Hair Today

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing Yeah, baby. You’ve probably seen me promenading about this American Riviera in my ill-advisedly tight black tee-shirt and ancient Chuck Taylors, strutting down State […]

Armadillo Days

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing The Patty Duke theme says it best: “Meet Cathy, whose lived most everywhere, from Zanzibar to Berkeley Square. But Patty’s only seen the sights […]

Hoop Dreams

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing (Terrific photo above is ©Fritz Olenberger) About a year and a month ago, I was driving my 13 year-old daughter and her longtime ballerina […]

The Death Of Cancer

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing In 2015, Kerry Witzeman decided to stop in at the doctor to see what the deal was with a nagging little urinary tract thingy […]

Homecoming Royalty

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing By the time we arrive in the late afternoon, honey-colored autumn sunlight is slanting into the Santa Barbara Courthouse’s grand arched breezeway, painting the […]

Crappy Camper

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing Day 1 – The Ascent As we head north to Big Sur from Santa Barbara along Historic Highway One, the famously serpentine route winds […]

A Lib Confesses

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing   I’m an NPR guy, okay? Yeah, I got beat up by the bike rack in 7th grade like most nascent liberals, earned my […]

Rocks ‘R’ Us

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing  The known universe, for all the cosmological head-scratching it engenders, is essentially a very large, mostly empty void in which rocks of various sizes […]

Soliloquy on the 11

  State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing The driver today is Nick. His wrinkled ‘At Your Service’ piece of paper, above the driver’s seat and to the right in an […]

T-Bird of Happiness

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing Oh, and here comes the holiday season like a runaway Edsel, excuse me. It’s always a little surreal how suddenly it shows up. Another […]

Phantom in our Paradise

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing Paul Williams. You know him. Hai Karate aftershave, Lancer’s sparkling wine. His name and brand are adrift back there in the soft-focus, Foster Grant […]

The Taking of North Hall

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing At 6am on an otherwise dull Monday morning in 1968, a group of 12 black students strolled without ceremony into UCSB’s Computer Center in […]

Death and the Big Wow

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing >> There is no biological basis for our whole, endless, enhanced consciousness. It is rooted in a non-local space. – Dr. Pim van Lommel: […]

Bevrijdingsdag and You

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing Here’s a lighthearted, summery question to get the season’s beach theme going; are we history’s pawns, or its masters? The occasion of my asking […]

Aloha in the Third Act

State Street Scribe by Jeff Wing My mother’s name is Aloha. That’s just the beginning. She’s had an interestingly nomadic life; born into the Army and later married into the […]