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A San Fracisco treat, Part 3

March 5, 2014


I am an awful swimmer. I tell people I could swim to save my life, but in all honesty I’d probably just opt to turn over, float on my back and wash up wherever the current decided to deposit me. But, even for me, aka the “human rock,” The Rock seemed deceptively close to mainland San […]

A San Francisco treat, Part 2

February 27, 2014


The idea of eating by myself at a restaurant has never appealed to me. So, sitting at Hyde St. Pier and hungry, I looked for quick places to eat in the area. Destiny (with a little help from Yelp) brought me to The Codmother, a food perma-truck with a small seating area and tent out front. […]

A San Francisco treat, Part 1

February 27, 2014


Traveling is a magical thing. One afternoon of sitting in an uncomfortably small airplane seat, cramming your earphones down your cochleas so you can hear Tom Cruise whisper the plot of Oblivion over the din of a jet engine can reward you with a wonderful weekend escape from winter. Such was the case last weekend, when […]

Look at the tailpipes on that one

September 17, 2013


Several months ago, I passed the major life milestone of purchasing a car from a dealer for the first time. On reflection and comparing it to other life milestones — puberty, going to prom, getting told by my sixth-grade geography teacher that I was a disappointment to her — I would have to say it […]