drinking
I am lying on my back in a field and I see the leaves jouncing in the sun. I see the Teletubbies too, and the slutty jungle cats, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Mexican wrestlers, the Roman gladiator boys making out. Everyone jouncing, jangled. Someone hands me a tallboy in a
Ash
I was at The Mill this morning with Ash, Diego and Xander, gulping down Guatemalan pourover and munching cinnamon-sugar toast. We were laughing about haircuts, rom-coms, and how childhood injuries might prevent us from engaging in various acts of love, when all of a sudden— "Who's dog
living in SF
Could Hank Williams and The Clash get along? At The Mill, my neighborhood's newest coffee shop, they shared time on the speakers as a dozen focused craftspeople mixed flour and water, and carefully prepared pourover drip. Alright, The Mill is no mere coffee shop. They serve Four Barrel
drinking
She's naked right now. She always sleeps naked. Hot breath on your neck. She'll work up your appetite, then take you by the hand down Clement.
FOMO Friday
Today I'm launching a new semi-regular feature on the blog, similar to my Monday Movie Review posts: FOMO Friday. Partly, these posts are designed to overcome a common obstacle of blogging everyday: when the weekend rolls around I want to be out doing stuff, not inside blogging about
girls
San Francisco is a jealous harlot and after seething at my blog posts from Texas for four days, she flashed me a little skin to remind me what I was missing. I'd been back less than 24 hours, and it being a warm, blue-sky day, Scott and I
living in SF
I'm on self-imposed exile in the suburbs for two days. My grandfather had hip surgery a week ago so I came down to visit. And while a I was out running errands and visiting family friends with my mom yesterday, I noticed all the streets in the sleepy
living in SF
For the 20something Crowd, San Francisco is Hedonism Friday night, I ran up and down Valencia, putting my name in at half a dozen new restaurants, while two of my friends did the same. We were starving, hadn't been out on the Valenica Corridor since – God, since before
living in SF
When I first read this, I hated the guy: Young Startup Founder Deems San Francisco "Too Nice" Josh Miller, a young entrepreneur who left Princeton last year and headed West, is already bailing on San Francisco. His reasons? The city "is just too nice" for a
living in SF
It's about 58 degrees in the sun today in SF; maybe 52 in the shade. It's 48 in my house. Normally, I don't usually have a hard time finding an excuse for not doing work. There's laundry to be done... I have
living in SF
Saturday was a spectacular day in San Francisco. I watched the Georgetown v. Marquette came on my laptop in my PJs and then headed out for a long walk in the sun. I walked from our house up to Sutro Tower, and down through Cole Valley. Then took a quick
living in SF
A while ago, Corin posted this Fran Lebowitz quote on his Facebook status: “When you leave New York, you are astonished at how clean the rest of the world is. Clean is not enough.” The same could easily be said about San Francisco. I spent all day Monday walking around