I read the internet. I’m supposed to care. Or react. Or feel inspired. But I don’t. It could be apathy. It could be that I’m in the wrong place. * * * I’ve been doing a better job shutting off lately. The move into this little house has helped. Before, the screen was something more. A portal?Continue reading “Misplaced”
If we had a tiny housewarming party, these are the remaining items we’d put on our list: A step stool that is high enough for me (5’2″) to comfortably reach the boxes in our storage loft, but small enough to put away (eg, foldable). (In an ideal world, it’s not totally ugly, but most ofContinue reading “Tiny housewarming”
When complete strangers try to add me on LinkedIn When people I know who I’ve never worked with try to add me on LinkedIn When people add me to their “travel blogger” lists When someone else introduces an error into my copy When photographers I enjoy following become brand whores on Instagram Hashtag overload InContinue reading “Pet peeves”
The Things I Like approach is so freeing. So, I’ll write one for today. Eating Against the Grain frozen gluten-free pizza — delicious and addictive Binge-watching The Americans, which we just finished Enjoying the current hot weather in the Bay Area Discovering Island Hunters on HGTV Using the sturdy, ultralight laptop/side table I bought at Cost Plus — one ofContinue reading “10 things I like, right now”
I used to write a lot of Yelp reviews, nearly 10 years ago. Some of them are funny. Most of them make me cringe. I was either too cool, or tried too hard, or suffered from cut-and-paste copy writing syndrome. Here are a few. They are also quite telling — each one a tiny bit ofContinue reading “Old Yelp reviews: the jaded ex-raver edition”
Tying up the loose ends related to the tiny house. That is another list in itself. Figuring out how to insure the house. Penning the handwritten letters I tell myself I’ll write to my friends. Planning my autumn Utah-to-Arizona road trip. Booking a long weekend trip to NYC, as it’s been too long. Ordering those bloodContinue reading “Stuff, things, to dos.”
I’ve always considered San Francisco my home city, I suppose. Probably by default. But it’s a shadow, a place of my various pasts. There are pieces of my life here and there — in the places I used to frequent, in the loft I own but now rent out, in the few good friends who still live there.
I told him I wished that working with my hands came naturally, like it does for my father. I wish I could look at an object, and parts and pieces, and know what to do with them. I sometimes wish I could build with physical materials, rather than shape with words — that I could manifest creativity a different way.
A Q&A published at Tessa Love’s Wander Home. Tessa is publishing a series of profiles on travelers and at-home explorers, and she asked me a few questions on what exploration and home mean to me.
Inspired by Jessica Gross’ blog, Things We Like, I’ve published a longer list of things I like. I knew I could add to this list and never stop, so I gave myself an hour and stopped when my timer went off.