charges

I had the honor to meet several of the SF8 before they were the SF8. I am grateful for the work they have done for our community - 30 years ago and recently - and for the inspiration their continued legacy provides for young people and older young people in the movement.

Today, all charges against most of them were dropped. There is a lot to celebrate. However, the spotlight on state-sponsored torture and abuse of the legal system continues everywhere. That doesn't sound like a pick-me-up, I know.

Watch this, and learn about what you can do to stop this extra-legal activity.



Also, welcome to the CIA, FBI, DHS, NSA, and whatever other "security" agencies have now decided to follow my postings. I'll try to keep you entertained.

nicest guy in town

When I worked in the west bay, I would make it a point to walk three blocks on the hardest days for pretty much the best thing baking in the neighborhood - brioche bread pudding with seasonal fruit at Tartine. It was always sad when I'd stand in line for twenty minutes and then peek over the top of the bread pudding flat and see the bread pudding covered in devil fruit. The walk back to the office could not have been longer.

Now that my life is so easy-bay-centric, my favorite special treat is one of those memories that always puts a smile on my face and a rumble in my stomach, definitely worthy of the special trip I never manage to find time to take.

Enter the nicest guy in town. Thanks to SF's favorite lots-of-things, my mid-morning work headache is the furthest thing from my mind and the demands of the afternoon are nothing I can't handle. This still-warm special delivery features raspberries and nectarines (aka winner fruits) and the side of Jew-cookies should last me right up to Pesach next year (okay, probably not).

Thank you, Stefan, you have earned yourself magic jew medicine for life.

incredible

Today isn't half over yet, but I can't imagine anything else will be able to pick me up higher than this.

Welcome Tony Smith to OUSD!!

finally

So June has been all about searching for a perfect new apartment, packing up four years + of stuff I need and stuff I don't need, moving it (special thanks to buddies Alex, Seph, Tash, Marty, and Kasha for carrying things down and up stairs), and now living in an apartment that fits me and slowly pulling my present and future out of boxes.

I'm leaving a lot behind on Magnolia - lots of physical stuff, heartache, laughter with people I don't know anymore, and a ton of emotional baggage. I'm feeling light and free and open to possibilities in the new neighborhood.

Goodbye Magnolia. Thanks for holding me so well for so long.

new homey

I met this guy out at my dad's park. He was shy, even though I was really nice.

last day of school (for teachers)

most beautiful place, with buddies, and a pops lookout.


fancy jewelry and advice:

yums

Basically, it doesn't get much better than this.