Tag: san francisco
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Tuesdays With Murray (Chapter 63)
When we lived in Washington, DC. I took pottery classes at a studio in Adam’s Morgan. I studied with Jill Hinckley and threw pottery like this, this and this. I wasn’t great at it, but I loved doing it and while there I met some of the greatest people. One of the people I met…
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Moving Pictures.
The year was 1998. I was living in Washington, D.C. in a small, one bedroom apartment on 16th Street. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 2 years. In less than 24 hours, our apartment was nearly emptied. I was living alone for the first time in my life. Missy and I decided…
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NowBlowPoMe: The Forgotten City?
I understand why people move to New York. I moved here at age 27 because I always loved it. I decided to move to New York when I was a kid and my father took us to our first ever Yankee game. He drove us right through Harlem so he could teach us a lesson…
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Heather and Derek, The Papa, Snakes on a Babe, and Bonnie Prince Billy.
Tobyjoe and I met up with Heather and Derek yesterday for brunch at the Coffee Shop on Union Square. What was supposed to be just a brunch ended up with a visit to the Beard Papa, the Leica gallery, and a ride on both the Cyclone and the Wonder Wheel at Coney Island. Coney Island…
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An Incurable and Necessary Sorrow.
I woke up at 3:30 AM to the distant sound of cats fighting. We have three cats. And although one might immediately assume that the sound was coming from inside the apartment, I can assure you, the sound was not. Earlier that day, we had ordered a bottle of wine while sitting outdoors at a…
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New York City Wins at Everything Weird
First there were the Mole People and now this. New York City was named the cloggiest city in all of America. Seattle was named the least cloggy. Top 10 Clogged Cities: 1. New York 2. Miami/Fort Lauderdale 3. Los Angeles 4. Philadelphia 5. Houston 6. Atlanta 7. Chicago 8. Portland, OR 9. Indianapolis 10. San…
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On Dieting, Losing Weight, and Feeling Good About Oneself.
This time last year I went on the South Beach Diet. We had just returned from vacationing down in Florida. When I put on my bathing suit, I looked like a big, mid-baked, fluffy ball of cookie dough. If that cookie dough had been tied up and then stuffed in an oven, that would have…
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Scent While Dreaming.
I stood in the closet next to Soung. We looked around at her clothing. They hung from hangers, sighing. The great contrast between aged skin and aged clothing became painfully clear: One becomes wrinkled over time, and the other becomes smoother. There were shoes tucked away and a few hair ties draped around the door…
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Public Transportation: Can We Own It?
Well, the MTA didn’t go on strike. Yet. That’s a very good thing for the city. Last night, as we watched the news people salivate over any possible new breaks, I couldn’t help but wonder. What if the MTA was owned by the public? What if the money I spent to use it meant I…
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Oh Ford.
When Toby Joe and I lived in San Francisco, I worked for Gay.com. I wasn’t there long, but I was there long enough to discover how important it is to have such a site for men and women who are gay, bisexual or transgender. I also realized how tightly knit that community is. It’s reassuring…
