drinking
One of the things I really loved in DC was pub trivia (DC has a lot of Irish bars) and when I discoverd that there were just as many options, on just as many nights of the week, to do trivia in San Francisco, I quickly made it my thing.
banality
You know that outpouring of emotion and public tributes we saw after Steve Jobs died? I think there would be even more of that if we lost Ira Glass. I mean, so many of us make it through week only by hearing the soothing, practiced humility of his voice. I
Monday Movie Review
Feeling Monday dragging on us, St. Frances and I watched a movie from Redbox tonight. Friends With Benefits. Here's my review: Outwardly, FWB tries to undermine the romantic comedy formula, getting you on its side with the knowing wink that we-know-you've-all-seen-this-before, but really it marches in
Ash
Last night Ash and I bar-hopped around the hood and ended up at Candy Bar playing a PC version of Fuck, Marry, Kill called "Date, Marry, Dump." Candy Bar is one of those SF bars that have board games for you to take down off the shelves and
living in SF
Here's an interesting homophone: In San Francisco, people value craftiness. In DC, people value craftiness. In San Francisco, of course, that means making terrariums, knitting, pottery, painting, gardening, leatherworking, gardening, metalworking, and all the cool stuff kids are into that make this city beautiful and endlessly discoverable. In
drinking
Whenever I go to Toronado, I seem to end up talking politics. I almost never get to talk politics since leaving DC and I miss debating shit like the donut hole and SOFA [PDF] over good beer, so I should really go more often. Friday night, I met up Rocco
drinking
It feels good to be back at Bus Stop watching the Hoyas win. Hope they keep it up. Hope we get ranked on Sunday. For tonight, I'm just glad to have Hollis Thompson and Jason Clark.
living in SF
– in the bathroom at Cafe Abir around the corner from my house Seriously. I fucking love this city.
drinking
"What's the meaning of it all? Why is anyone out protesting? What am I doing at my job? Why do I even ride my bike home at night?" My friend Levi waxed nihilistic at the Sycamore last night. We'd both had decently shitty Thanksgivings,
banality
I had a pretty awful dinner tonight. I microwaved some instant pad thai and tossed in some frozen shrimp. Yesterday at the farmers market I bought some swiss chard and had these aspirations of sauteeing it, but was feeling... ugh... today. So I ended up with slimy, stringy two-minute pad
living in SF
After a long couple days in SJ, it feels good to back in San Francisco. I got up early this morning, cleaned most of the house; bought strawberries, zucchini and chard at the farmers market; went to the gym in the Marina; came home and made dinner; went ice skating
dating
While I was down in SJ for Thanksgiving I called up a girl I'd seen before and went out on a date. I had a lot of fun, but you'd couldn't have scripted a more 'San Jose' experience: we had a quiet