Los Angeles provided the much-needed change of scenery after 1½ lonely months in San Francisco.
Café Bastille, SF
On a tiny side street hidden in the Financial District sits Café Bastille, as though a quaint, French bistro surrounded by towering concrete blocks was the most natural thing in the world.
AQ, SF
I did not expect to find this little gem on a seedy block of Mission.
Elite Cafe, SF
Any time is a good time to stroll along Fillmore in the Lower Pac Heights – cute shops, great restaurants, and just a great laid-back vibe. I was there for dinner at Elite Cafe, which was bustling when my companion and I arrived for our reservation.
Two-Week Challenge Epic #Fail
So this two-week challenge isn’t going well. When I made up the two-week challenge, I wasn’t expecting the following two weeks to be so busy! It’s great and all – after all, idleness is the devil’s playground – but writing assignments, errands, and other appointments have kept me away from my computer and my mind… Continue reading Two-Week Challenge Epic #Fail
What is Liberation?
Liberation is not only freedom from terrorists who mean to harm you physically. There is such thing as emotional terrorism and the worst terrorist of all could be yourself. The means of torture? Memories. The projection of your misfortunes onto your self-worth. These can take a toll on your outlook on everything life comprises –… Continue reading What is Liberation?
The Two-Week Challenge
The other day, I took a detour to the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts and I’m so glad I did. In addition to a really bizarre but fantastic Nathalie Djurberg exhibition (featuring papier-mâché birds and short films that are the stuff of nightmares), I came upon a very interesting art installation exhibition exposition whatever. One of… Continue reading The Two-Week Challenge
A Meditation on Moving On
I’d lived in Berkeley for years. Even though I am now only on the other side of the Bay Bridge, my latest endeavor comes with more difficulties than I’d expected – the least of which is the seeming impossibility of getting a full-time writing job. By moving to the city, not only am I embarking on a… Continue reading A Meditation on Moving On
