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“The philosophy of materialism holds that the only thing that exists is matter.”
Waaaant. American Retro Ginger coat in black ($292.60); Colin Stuart over-the-knee black boots ($189); Frye Matilda red boots ($448); The Complete Calvin and Hobbes ($94.50); “Hapworth 16, 1924” by J.D. Salinger ($500).
Tumnus
“I mean this guy was fully hairy. All over.” “He could shave his chest.” “Yeah, but what was he gonna do, shave his whole back and chest and leave the bottom half hairy?” “Like Mr. Tumnus!” [Blank looks.] “The faun in Narnia?” “So he strips for some girl and then goes ‘It’s okay, I’m just … Continue reading
Summer in San Francisco
Happy weekend, y’all. (Michele took the one in the hat.)
CHD
You missed Lombard Street being turned into a giant Candyland board…what are you going to miss next? If you’re smart, the answer will not be “the Caspian Hat Dance show at Ashkenaz tonight.” Caspian Hat Dance is Allen’s band (come on, you remember Allen: smart, pretty, moved to Amsterdam? Hell, four of my six readers … Continue reading
love neighborhood
Last night, turning onto my street around midnight, I passed a guy wearing a Cal hat, a whistle on a string and nothing else. He seemed undistressed so we exchanged smiles and moved on.
Tart
One of my neighbors left a stack of home design magazines free for the taking in the lobby yesterday. After a day of work and house-cleaning, they were the perfect reward. Beautiful as they are, seeing the rooms in these magazines makes me more content with my living space. We could still do with less … Continue reading
Reading my ocean book
From the entry on fairy basslets: “The larger, more colorful males […] defend a harem of females. As they grow larger, the females change sex and turn into males.” Does that not blow your mind? This is not my gender-bending fish.
My favorite night
We went skinny dipping after dark. Marina sat on the edge of the speedboat and lit sparklers for us and we swam out into the black lake (heedless of the seven-foot sturgeon or other lake monsters) and performed drunken sparkling water ballets. On the far reaches of the landscape a lightning storm flashed at the … Continue reading
Spots
I spent some time in a hospital this past weekend. One of the doctors was almost certainly younger than me, a mere hobbledehoy covered in pimples and good intentions. This Howser kept absently prodding my grandfather’s gouty knee as he discussed him, as if to include him in the conversation without doing anything so gauche … Continue reading
The true, the blushful
San Francisco is deep in the gloaming cloud cover (I’ve decided to make this an adjective). I am assured that there are high temperatures and sunshine throughout the remaining Bay Area but I cannot believe it; I am burrowing into my sweater collection and striding around in my boots. Next week I’ll spend five days … Continue reading