Or work from home and keep 'em guessing...
Part 2: Your Ride With Raoul The story so far: I am flying to San Francisco. My first time in California. Even this early in the vacation, I was beginning to think we’d made a tactical error. As we were in San Francisco for such a short period of time, we thought that using Lyft … Continue reading San Francisco Tales: Part II
As well as awesome sea lions, something else that San Francisco has that my crappy little seaside birthplace didn't is a much more inclusive parking policy. This way to park your crabs.
Day 1: Anxiety Multi-Pack My idea of San Francisco started with Karl Malden and Michael Douglas in Streets of San Francisco. No, earlier. Vertigo. And later, Zodiac. This, then, was the San Francisco I knew, the one I was flying towards. Murder, serial killers, obsession. Less dramatically, the reviews of the city from people who … Continue reading San Francisco Tales: Part I
When did underarm protection become so aggressive?
My early memories of gardening are not positive ones. I remember as a smallish child, being given the job of weeding in the bed of lettuces my dad was growing in his little plastic greenhouse. It turns out I don’t know the difference between a weed and a baby lettuce, so I guessed/picked randomly. I … Continue reading On Gardening
I call this one My Nightmare. It moves when you're not looking.
I’m at “that age”, especially when it comes to music. I listen to almost zero new music. I don’t know who’s cool now, unless they’re also famous for something else. I know Kanye West, for example, but I have no idea if I’ve ever heard any of his music. I am, in musical terms, an … Continue reading On Unsuitable Songs
Make sure you're with someone who loves you enough to not let you spend your hard-earned money on a glass Tommy-gun. Although, $25 seemed like a bargain to me.