No. 213 - Five Beds in Five Days
512 Words. 2 Minute Read.
I dreamed up this life decades ago. I fought like hell to get it. Sacrifices were made that I wouldn’t wish on anyone. And now that I’m finally living it, I’m realizing reality is far from playgrounds in my imagination.
No. 211 - Half-Ass Writing on a Patio in San Francisco with a Runny Nose and Sam Shepard
357 Words. 2 Minute Read.
My nose is running. I wipe it with a white napkin and wonder why I don’t carry a cloth handkerchief like my father.
No. 210 - Pier 7, San Francisco
92 Words. <1 Minute Read.
Written while looking at a homeless man on a pier before meeting a friend for lunch at The Ferry Building in San Francisco.
No. 170 - Tonga Room, San Francisco
563 Words. 2 Minute Read.
Always on the hunt for dives and oddball gin joints, I’d perused an article about a former basement swimming pool turned indoor lagoon — complete with a floating band and a menu heavy on rum.