All over the place

I keep forgetting to twitter. I've got a wee backlog of tweets, actually. So instead they're going to become a weird, disjointed blog post. Today was a rainy, miserable day at Pier 39. I LOVED it! It has been determined that my happiness has an inverse exponential relationship to the happiness of tourists. Soggy, plastic-bag...

In the darkroom

... or, actually, deep inside photoshop. I know I'm the most amateur of amateur photographers. I don't spend enough time thinking about the golden ratio and shit to really hone my craft. But I like snapping pics. It's fun. And I love spending time in the darkroom, though I've given up processing my own film...

On the day of my birth

I'm actually ridiculously proud that I managed to hide my birthday from Facebook. I wasn't sure I could do it, with the whole privacy discussion surrounding fb, but I did. So, as planned, I only got a few birthday phone calls from family and close friends, and one dear friend who texted me after her...

Reading what others have written

Ugh. "Written" never looks right to me. It's one of those words that, the more you look at it, it just looks wrong. Written. written. The more you look at it, the more you're sure that you spelled it wrong, or it's not even a word at all. Kinda like Vagina. Vagina. Vagina, vagina, vagina....

Still in the city that I love

Because I'm not all listed out yet... Highly Underrated because-no-one-knows-they-exist Bits 1. Cable Car Museum. I couldn't include the cable cars, because they're ridiculously expensive if you don't have a muni pass, they're full of highly annoying jostling people, and the lines at the turnabouts just don't bear thinking on. But the Museum... well, it's...

In the city that I love

There are a great many things about the Bay Area that I love. I'm not the first blogger to say that, I'm sure. I'm also not the first to make a list. But I don't care, I'm in a misty, listy mood. Highly Underrated Touristy Bits I was faced with that perfect San Francisco view...

Blogging with my eyes shut

Somewhere between writing today's title and getting to the text box, I somehow turned my writing white. White on white. So I actually am blogging with my eyes shut. Huh. Self-fulfilling prophecy, anyone? I logged on and started this post with something bery definite in mind. It wasn't very interesting or important, but it was...