It’s been a summer full of good things – hiking, sailing, getting kicked off Ocean Beach by the cops despite slyly burying my can of beer in the sand, letting a former Chanel model paw through my closet and take me shopping to rectify (rather major) wardrobe deficiencies, leading a friend from Australia on an [...]
My mom and I drove up to Nevada City this weekend to celebrate a friend’s 80th birthday. She’s the matriarch of quite a clan, full of siblings who actually like each other and good-natured ribbing over the collective lack of vocal talent. If memory serves, “WE SUCK!” was the rallying call of the off-key John Denver [...]
I’m not terribly demure about birthdays. I send out reminders two months prior and badger people with demands. Demands like a bullhorn and a tall building, so I can climb to the top and bellow: “TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY. I REQUIRE A TIARA.” When the tiara arrives, I hand it back with a curt shake [...]
I sat in a small room. French doors opened onto the yard and a wall full of clocks ticked softly – frogs and flowers and cats with swinging pendulum tails and rolling eyes. Guests circled around but never entered, so it was peaceful – if you don’t mind gimlet glares from plastic animals. But the [...]
When it comes to birthdays, I have all the maturity of a spoiled five year-old. A spoiled five year-old with an affinity for rum. I don’t know how many mojitos I drank, but I do know I woke up the next morning to find two empty bottles of rum, a dozen glasses full of minty [...]
