The San Francisco Adventure


Nov
08
2009

Looking For A Theme In This Blog Post Is Like Trying To Find A Reason Heidi Montag Is Famous

We spent our weekend in Costco. I wish I were exaggerating when I say this---oh, alright, I sort of am exaggerating when I say this, I suppose. I mean, it's not like we were camped out at the big-box behemoth from Friday night through Monday morning, although the fact that visited both Saturday and Sunday sure did make it feel like we were. We had to make an exchange, you see. Have you ever made an exchange at Costco? Oh my friends, welcome to hell.

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Oct
25
2009

I Wanted Tim Riggins But All I Got Was Condoleezza Rice

Ever since I became obsessed with America, which I estimate to be somewhere around 1993---but which could actually be traced to a moment six years earlier in my school library in Hong Kong, when I picked up this horribly outdated 1970s-era book entitled something like "America: We Swear This Is What It's Like," featuring pictures of orange Camaros parked at gas stations and people wearing bell bottoms eating hot dogs in stadiums---I have wanted to go to a football game. 

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Oct
15
2009

Dear Jess

Speaking of anniversaries, October 15th is not a good one. On this day last year, we lost a sweet and kind and generous soul, my co-worker Jessica, who died suddenly at the age of 28. I have seen Jessica so many times this year---which is, I guess, what happens when you live in a city of hip and leggy brunettes---except when I've got closer, it's never been Jessica at all. I have dreamed about her a lot too, but when I've woken up, the dream has always slipped away.  

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Oct
02
2009

So I Married A Fabulist

"Did you know Charlie has a Facebook page?" Sean asked me last night on the couch, while we were setting the DVR to record Grey's Anatomy, even though the only person on that show who doesn't irritate me anymore is Dr. Owen Hunt, whom I also find unusually and curiously attractive, please tell me I'm not the only one. 

"Charlie?" I said.  "Charlie who?"

"Charlie our cat," said Sean.

"Oh," I said.

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Sep
29
2009

Everything Must Go

I think it should be a requirement that all newlywed couples pay a visit to Ikea---extra credit for a weekend outing---sometime during their first month of marriage. Really, there's nothing quite like it to guarantee an abrupt end to that sickening post-honeymoon behavior you've been exhibiting up until now---"I love you, husband!" "no, I love YOU, wife!"---and give everyone within hearing distance a break from their barf bags.

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Sep
24
2009

Spoiler Alert: We're Still Alive

I woke up at 4:30am convinced there was an intruder in the house. There had been a crash, you see, which woke me with a start. I lay there for a few seconds, startled, and from the corner of my eye, I swear I saw something move in the living room. (We live in a tiny apartment, and yes, from our bedroom, we can see our living room. Welcome to San Francisco! I guess it's the price you pay for being able to get a six-pack, an oil change, and a plate of pad thai at 2am if you'd like, without even leaving your block. Or at least without even leaving my block.)

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Jun
28
2009

Freebird!

Sean and I went to see Wilco at the Greek with a couple of friends on Saturday night, and if you don't know what the Greek is, it's this wonderful outdoor amphitheater on the Berkeley campus; probably the best place you can ever see a show. From the grassy bit at the top you can see the Golden Gate Bridge if you squint, which is something, at least, because you can hardly see the band.

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