Tonight, I became a patron of the arts. By commissioning my very own poem from the peerless Silvi for the princely sum of seven dollars. Five of which were subsidized by my mom. Shut up. Silvi doesn’t take credit cards. Silvi, typing up my poem as I try to get a decent picture with my [...]
Last week’s incarnation of this list proved good for me. I’m trying to do things that are good for me. Not too many things, like abstain from mashed potatoes or episodes of Modern Family, but some good things. Keeping this record reminds me to notice the small joys and fully appreciate where I am right [...]
Large bird brined in booze and butter: check. Brother who believes I’m not sufficiently enlightened to properly enjoy his wisdom, wisdom that seemed primarily composed of Tecate drinking and imitating Stevie Wonder at the piano: check. Admiration for the charm that convinced people to fetch him more Tecate: check. Greater insight into the genetic origin of [...]
Most of this morning was spent sitting at my desk, trying to figure out how I could pull the blanket all the way over my head without losing my ability to type. Or hopping up to see if the heater was broken. (It’s not.) When my transgendered Oliver Twist/Little Match Girl routine got old (especially [...]
We meant to go to Tosca, because Tosca has legendary Irish coffee and pervasive rumors that Sean Penn destroyed the pool table in the back room. Sean Penn could trip over me on his way to attack the juke box with nunchucks and I probably wouldn’t notice (handy in San Francisco – crazies on MUNI [...]
My life is good. (Even great, depending on the day you ask and what I’ve just eaten.) But there are times when I lose track of just how good it is. Nuclear fallout of the dreamer, I suppose. Appreciating what you have while also keeping track of what you want is an interesting exercise in [...]
My friend Si stayed with me for a few months this summer and, in addition to making many pots of coffee and dutifully fetching bagels, introduced me to what is possibly the best salad I’ve ever eaten. (Incidentally, if you click over to his blog, the most recent post Living Off the Grid is about [...]
My brother thinks I use too many big words. Probably because I was calling him petulant at the time. He was then reminded that petulant is a mere three syllables, and perhaps his protestation was a bit…petulant. Then he made many libelous assertions about my character and we merrily mocked one another until asked to [...]
One day I may tire of the obsessive id posts, but I fear that day will be marked by the ghost of Freud smacking me over the head with a rolled up newspaper. Who am I to taunt the specter of Sigmund? THEREFORE! Presenting today’s theory du jour, the one that either marks me as [...]
If someone gave Sasquatch a sledgehammer and a cappuccino and set him loose in a newly constructed Ikea, he would have more delicacy than I do. On Friday night, I was at a bar with some friends, including one who cleverly maneuvered the entire group to the spot where his new crush was hanging out. [...]
