writing
Well, This Is Awkward
Ten days is the longest I've gone without updating this blog, so I'm sorry to anyone who's been following it. But it's a good reason I've been out of commission: it was my birthday last weekend, I'm trying
growing up
Emotional Equations
Maya came by with her poodle Royce to do laundry tonight. I guess she'd gone to yoga with St. Frances. Before, she went to a talk by Chip Conley on "Emotional Equations." Here are three she wrote down: 1. Anxiety = Uncertainty x Powerlessness 2. Despair = Suffering
living in SF
Clean Is Not Enough
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
DC
7 Stops in Downtown DC
My DC trip went exactly according to plan: Friday and Saturday I punished my liver; Sunday was my pivot day and chance to hang out with my old roommates; and Monday I had business meetings. I walked all over downtown Monday, carrying my heavy wool coat over my arm because
Corin
A Couple Nice Brunches and a Brisk Walk
After all the drinking, Sunday was a refreshing and welcome reset. I took a cab from Corin and Zadie's hotel room to my old boss's Dupont apartment. She's a tiny Lebanese woman who loves yoga, wine and painting. When I worked for her, we
DC
DC vs. My Liver
So, Friday I spent nine hours drinking Busch Light. Saturday I woke up at Lula's and we went straight to Dale's Chinatown loft to pregame. Lula made me eat some cheerios because this was the rest of my complete breakfast: * Two cans of Bud Light * A
religion
All Religious Conflict, Summed Up in 2 Lines of Dialogue
After a long spate of nonfiction or mainstream lit, I decided to treat myself to a sci-fi novel for the holidays. I'm in the middle of A Canticle for Leibowitz, written in 1959 about a post-apocalyptic America, and just came across this exchange between a priest and a
DC
10 Hours in a Bar
Scott and I landed at Dulles at 4:00 p.m. and not an hour later we were at the Tombs drinking. Shady was there waiting for us in a booth with two pitchers of Busch Light on the way. They were the first of nearly 20. We ordered some
DC
First Vacation
Since I started freelancing, I haven't taken a real vacation. Well, starting tomorrow I'm taking three days off to visit friends in DC. Already I feel more relaxed. Just clearing out my inbox and telling everyone I'll be unreachable has been an amzing feeling.
banality
The Greasiest Quesadilla
We have a greasy burrito place in our neighborhood, Rancho Grande. It's not really good for anything but drunk food. I've pretty much only ever gotten burritos there when it was late. Last night, walking back from my other date, I'd had a couple
dating
In Love With a Waitress in San Rafael
I went on two online dates this week, one from HowAboutWe and one from OkCupid. Nice girls. But I got in trouble with St. F when I told her that on my date Tuesday night, I couldn't help staring at our waitress. She was so beautiful! My date
living in SF
Exploring the Excelsior
A few weeks ago I posted about exploring the Sunset. Well, it my bid to dominate San Francisco geographically, St. Frances and I went exploring in the Excelsior last Sunday. I'd got a 2-for-1 Groupon for "Excelsior Urban Hikes." Turns out this woman Christina leads you