Category Archives: San Francisco

A terrible example of the “Golden Gate Bridge swallowed by fog” cliche as shot from the Presidio. The fog burned off the afternoon, I pushed up my long sleeves, and of course got my forearms sunburned.

I have initiated the Blue Escape.

For the final leg of my farewell tour, I went up to visit friends in the Bay. Stayed at a charming boutique motel just south of the City near the Cow Palace with the bay visible beyond it.

I was listening to one of the Seminars About Long Term Thinking by Brian Christian called “Algorithms to Live By” (based on his book of the same name.) He mentioned the term “interval” as the determining factor when making a decision … Continue reading →

Spotted this Rick & Morty mural off 3rd St. in San Francisco.  “You shall now call me Snowball, because my fur is pretty and white.”

“It’s not the years, it’s the mileage” as Indiana Jones once said.  These shoes have been all over the world. They’ve stood overlooking the Pacific Ocean from San Francisco and overlooking Qinghai Lake at the center of Eurasia.  They’ve walked … Continue reading →

The woman sitting next to me in BART from the Mission back to Berkeley is reading The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Crystals.  Not a joke. 

  After Dan & Yvonne’s reception, some of us went to the diviest of Mountain View dive bars at this ominous address.

  Yvonne picked the church for their wedding because it was the only Catholic Church without a giant crucifix on the wall.  Instead, it had this picture of Jesus, Joseph, and Mary.  I spent the whole ceremony trying to divine the … Continue reading →

Best ice cream I’ve ever had in my entire life:  créme brûlée at Bi-Rite with Nicia. Best pizza I’ve ever had in my entire life:  pepperoni, mushroom, & garlic sourdough at Goat Hill Pizza with Holly.