Tagged With: San Francisco
my yellow yes
I don’t know whether we’re going to get this Alameda house we’re crushing on. But I do know this: yesterday at 4:30 in the afternoon, Michele and I watched a man pee into the gutter at Valencia and 21st Street, heedless of the several dozen pedestrians dodging his flow. In fact, we nearly received a … Continue reading
Vroom
Last night we drove to dinner! In a car! I wore my open-toed four-inch spike heels, the shoes I can never wear on the bike. You can’t really wear those shoes in the rain either, but to hell with the weather. We had Persian food at Lavash, a first for me. I made the waiter … Continue reading
Explain
Kris: I live in the gay district in San Francisco. Person: What is a gay district? Kris: Well, it’s like…San Francisco is a pretty gay city, but the gay district is even gayer. Person: How can a district be gay? Kris: Well, it has a lot of gay men living there, and…there’s a big rainbow … Continue reading
Orchestra
I went to see Romeo and Juliet at the San Francisco Ballet last night. Kati’s mom had to miss it, so I got to use her ticket. Wow. I always thought the cheap seats were just fine for the ballet. Sure, you’re too far away to see facial expressions, but you can see the shifting … Continue reading
Troll Estate
Gene and I recently went and looked at some San Francisco houses for sale. That was mighty weird. They mostly weren’t much bigger than our current apartment (except they all had full-floor garage/basements for some reason; I guess all real estate in this area comes with its own trollspace), but they were houses, y’all. Like, … Continue reading
Noe Street Farmer’s Market
I love the little hand-painted signs at farmer’s market stalls. All these promises and guarantees of organic healthfulness; it’s like reading the label on a bottle of fresh, delicious snake oil. Bread handmade by beautiful French virgins! Potatoes harvested by blind choirboys! Eggs laid by hens fed on only the finest butter and chocolate! Dandelion … Continue reading
What the fleet?
It’s not Fleet Week, so why are there fighter jets cruising over my neighborhood? This is unsettling as hell.
Diurnal sounds
Almost six years I’ve been living here and I’ve only just noticed that the mockingbird in the garden mostly performs car alarms. Occasionally he imitates the neighbor’s yappy dog or the trolley rumbling down Market, but mostly he sticks to alarms. City birds, eh? I don’t hear the two a.m. girls whooing in there at … Continue reading
adventures of a housespouse
At the grocery store today I was loading my items onto the conveyor belt when the check-out guy in the next aisle leaned over to my check-out guy and started urgently talking to him. “Just calm down,” said not-my-guy. “Calm right on down. Everything’s going to be cooool, man. No need to get upset.” I … Continue reading
be a very wary bear
Saw an article today about a recent march held in SF with the headline “March raises awareness.” I love that “raising awareness” used to be a step on the path towards getting people to act and has now become an end in itself. It is awesome how many things I am aware of now: breast … Continue reading