Places
I love California. I just took a lunch-time stroll under the Golden Gate, and my, if I wasn’t blown away by the beauty of this place. I often speak of wanting to move back to New York one day, but I honestly don’t know if …
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The Big Reason
This is the reason for the circles under my eyes, piles of dirty laundry in my bedroom, and absence from any kind of social situation. It’ll be up and then over in less than a week now. I’ll reward myself with three days of sleep …
Heavy Fog, Generous Sun.
On Friday morning, the city was shrouded in a thick layer of fog and everything – the buildings, the cars, the vistas, the people – looked as if caught in a weathered daguerrotype. By Friday afternoon, however, we’d emerged into a bright new day with …
Strangely Quiet
As predicted, I did no spooky celebrating last night. Apparently, neither did the rest of our city. Driving back from rehearsal, I noticed that the streets looked no different than on a typical Wednesday night, save for a few more people in crazy costumes than …
Autumn in Wine Country
To mark his crossing into his thirties, the husband and I spent the weekend in Russian River Valley. Over the course of two days, we visited 10 wineries and had two exquisite dinners (fennel pollen dusted scallops, coffee encrusted filet mignon!). We stayed in a …
We’re in the News
The husband has a google alert set up for the band. Whenever someone posts anything about us on the internets, he gets a notice about it. This morning, he received a notice for this article. Apparently, we’re causing a surge of “scantily clad men” in …
The Better Ahab
A week of rehearsal and immersion in maritime themes. Watched: Two versions of Moby Dick (one and two). I’m partial to the latter version despite it’s poor production quality, because I have a special affinity for Patrick Stewart. There is no better Ahab. I like …
Lunchtime Environs
Since living in San Francisco, the husband and I have considered the Presidio as special place for us, even though we had no reason why. There was no glistening memory or significant event that took place between us there. I think it must simply be …
The Work I Do.
I spend the first half of my day online, ‘researching’ youth brands and products that look like they could use a little advertising help. I watch commercials, I judge their creativity, I research their effectiveness, I find out when the campaign began, and I get …