Monthly Archives: March 2014

San Francisco 2014 (part 4)

Continued from San Francisco (part 3) Saturday afternoon, my sister is driving us east on California St toward the Embarcadero so that E and I can check in at the Hyatt. My uncle M is already checked in and at the hotel, having caught the BART from the airport after flying up from Los Angeles. […]

San Francisco 2014 (part 3)

Continued from Part 2 My flight begins with frustation as I unsuccessfully try to check in online at home before leaving for the airport. I bought my flight through Expedia. Expedia says it’s an American Airlines flight but American won’t let me check in because the flight is operated by Alaska Airlines. I go to […]

San Francisco 2014 (part 2)

Continued from San Francisco 2014 (Part 1) I haven’t been to San Francisco in about three and half years, E probably more like five. Though it’s been a while, at times past we’ve been regular visitors to the Bay Area as my oldest sister M has lived in the peninsular city since 1998.  We 1st […]

San Francisco 2014 (Part 1)

The seemingly simple act of trip planning is actually an almost boundless vehicle that I use to indulge my increasingly frequent and neurotic tendencies. I sit here at home and plan while I lounge on my couch – one of my favorite places in the world. This couch and my home are a safe place, […]

Add A Ball

Can you remember back to when you were a disaffected youth? Learning about how to be a productive member of society when you were a teenager and being given ever-increasing amounts of responsibility? But not being given the respect and equality you felt should come to someone willing to accept that responsibility and buy into […]

Rare Medium

I wandered upon a store in Capitol Hill that I had no idea existed. A store that makes so much sense to me in this over-digitized world we live in. A true throwback to the days of old, before we took pictures with mobile phones and digital cameras with relatively limitless boundaries of data storage. […]

Bakery Nouveau

I’m driving down I-5 toward Capitol Hill through incessant, aggressive rain. The kind of rain that we don’t often get here in Seattle, yet the kind of rain that everyone who’s never been to Seattle believes that we get. Unlike your Midwest and East Coast rain, which usually appears in big drops and frequently comes […]