I broke my foot and tore a nice bunch of ligaments all the way up my ankle playing pickup basketball at the Nate Thurmond courts between Ashbury and Clayton. I knew it was broke the second it happened. I rolled over from where I’d tumbled on the left block—my hands a little scuffed—looking at the [...]
We would hike up Telegraph Hill all the way to Coit Tower. We’d go past the parking lot to where you see the sweep of the Bay laid out and people clogging up the panorama posing for [...]
The pool was in the center of Redwood Way Apartments. A palm tree planted by the hump of the kidney leaned out over it. She and I were diving under, grabbing at ankles trying to pull one another [...]
sponsored by the Northern California Independent Bookstore Association, this walking tour includes stops at the following stores, Get Lost Travel Books, Green Arcade, Great Books Symposium, Books Inc and [...]
“Riding Towards Everywhere,” Bill Vollmann’s book about “catching out”—hobo slang for riding a freight train without permission—romanticizes the forgotten conveyance and freightage of Manifest Density and the Westward expansion of the United States. The railways built this country. It wasn’t really until the 1950’s that we had an Interstate Highway System. Most people, but not Bill, forget [...]
Random House has purchased Berkeley based Ten Speed and its imprints.
I’m reading John Gray’s “Enlightenment’s Wake.” The only other book I’ve read by him is “Straw Dogs,” which effected me deeply. “Enlightenment’s Wake” hasn’t gotten its hold on me, save for this passage I read last [...]
My own personal odes to the danville “hero”.
Sullen Sulley Sullenberger sends and sells silly soliloquies some sundays south of Soledad.
Soulful Sulley Sullenberger sips sodas and slowly sings songs about solenoids.
Silly Sulley Sullenberger sees Sy Cyclops some Saturdays. They sing soul songs, slurp soup and seek sick sluts sulking stupidly.
Suddenly securing squishy solenoids, Sulley [...]
On Sunday’s you had to make sure you had enough melon, because often, it was the only thing on the plate that didn’t get sent back. If you ran out of melon, the other cooks would freak, morale on the line would collapse.
“Dios mio,” they’d say, spatula’s and tongs dangling from their hands, the frantic [...]
“Imperial San Francisco” chronicles not only San Francisco’s rise in power and popularity (it’s the second most visited city in America, next to NY), but the effect large urban centers have on the surrounding [...]