Saturday, May 31, 2008

Vegetarianism dethroned

Love this article by Taylor Clark for Slate: I MAY BE A VEGETARIAN, BUT I STILL LOVE THE SMELL OF BACON. An explanation of the modern vegetarian. Of which I can no longer truly call myself since I love the seafood, especially oysters that taste like the sea. But since the new millennium everyone I know has become a rugged carnivore, and now aquatarian=vegetarian

Favorite quotes: "As you're enjoying that pork loin next to me, I am not silently judging you." and "Tofu is like fugu blowfish sushi: Prepared correctly, it's delicious; prepared incorrectly, it's lethal." so good. a must read...

Monday, May 26, 2008

From Sutro Baths to Crissy Fields

Hiked the Coast Trail, or Land's End Trail, from Sutro to Liverpool Lil's, where you can drink patio beers and hear the wild parrots of SF hanging out in the Eucalyptus. Such an amazing walk that meanders through wildflowers and million dollar homes, China and Baker beaches, & you can even catch a glimpse of dolphins from mile rock beach.

I saw a copy of my book in the rad bookstore at the Warming Hut in Crissy Fields. I was so shocked I spilled my strawberry lemonade down the front of my shirt.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Walking in the I.S.

I had a dream last night that my building was sold & the new owners were going to pick it up and move it to SOMA as part of a theme park called 'Old San Francisco'.

Off to work in the garden--my container garden project is coming along slowly but surely. I'll have to shoot some photos...

Thursday, May 22, 2008

My first copy of A Tree Grows in Brooklyn was a borrowed one. It was a faded blue hard cover purchased in the 50s from my favorite cousin Maggie. She told me it was her favorite book and she thought that I would love it. At 10 years old, there could be no better gift, from no better person. I absolutely devoured books, I would completely lose myself in them for hours at a time--in A Tree Grows in Brooklyn I found myself.

My Mom picked up this book for the first time a few months ago and encouraged me to revisit it. And it was amazing. I could totally remember reading it as a kid...and could remember feeling my heart soar as I read about a little girl so much like me. I was a solo kid, lost in my own imagination and in the pages of my books, a nerd, a tom-boy. It all sounds so typical now, but I didn't know that then.

Until I met Francie Nolan the narrator of A Tree Grows...reading this again, I realized how many of my dreams and inspirations were rooted in Francie, what a friend she was, if you can find a friend in the pages of a book. Francie inspired me to try and read every book in the library. That it was normal to worship the library. She taught me to always find the positive, that negativity was just a waste of time. Just like me, she wanted to be a writer when she grew up.

I needed to remember a lot of the things I learned so long ago in this book...

But this isn't just a book for kids--it's a lovingly crafted book about family, a portrait of Brooklyn and first generation Americans. It's about people and the way they choose to live in the world. It's about hope and strength. check it.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008


My niece. Miss Siena. (aka baby sauce)
You are so precious and beautiful.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

film as palate

Just watched th Diving Bell & the Butterfly---a beautiful film. light, color, imagery used as I've never seen before. Heartbreaking. Hopeful. Important. Based on a book that now, I have to read.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

A rite of passage...

...I finally witnessed Bay to Breakers, long a part of SF folklore. A sea of 60, 000 people ran, walked and stumbled just three blocks from my house through Golden Gate Park. Bees, pirates in diapers, old men wearing little more than fluorescent green hats and keg pushing prom queens began flooding into my hood for most of the day, leaving behind fantastic puddles of puke. Only in SF can you mix drinking and exercising.

But really, it was amazing. Next year I won't be just a bystander. Good photos here. My photos didn't really turn out well, but I loved this skunk crew...

Alive and Kickin

The Art of Singing Telegrams.

Friday, May 16, 2008

on the way to treat street

a beautiful sunny san francisico afternoon

Thursday, May 15, 2008

It's all about walking.

no jacket. I feel incomplete.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I don't live in a bubble...

...I am totally inspired by so many things everyday. Finally decided not to be a lazy ass and add some links to my blog in random order. Slowly but surely.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

From the desert to the bay

a new project I've been working on with my az peeps. check it here. It's still in the incubation stages, but it's just all about pushing each other to take photos, looking for inspiration, and doing something collaborative. & for me, learning how to take photos.

So rad, cause my man albert can do some incredible things with his camera, it's good to be along for the ride.

Monday, May 5, 2008

since I can't post photos...

...I'll post words. although I'm having more problems w/ my wrist & this will be short & sweet
READING: a tree grows in brooklyn + omnivore's dilemma (take two) for book club (my 1st)
PRACTICING: photos for assignment #1 (more soon)
EATING: arugula spinach pesto & burma superstar. separately, not together. + good finds at tomorrow's farmers market.
LOVING: my monday night yoga more than ever