I spotted Cory going through one of those large commercial/residential trash bins and making a mess on the street near a signage shop on Van Ness. Yes, I absolutely thought he was fishing for stuff he could use to steal someone’s identity or som’in’, because that is a thing that totally happens here in San […]
Author: Martin Haro
I am cultural writer from Lima, Peru. Now publishing from San Francisco. #KingofCups
Y2K didn't happen, but I did move to Florida in the year 2000. Miami was kind of the vibe for me during the '90s, so into the new millennium and the Magic City I went, for college and to find whatever life now could and would be. I graduated from Florida International University, then went to work in its in-house communications/marketing department, as a writer, video producer, and associate editor of "FIU Magazine," the university's flagship alumni publication.
By the time I got to work at FIU I'd already been working with and writing for the weekly "Wire Magazine" on the beach and the periodical "Miami Living" magazine, writing my Movie Martin blog, contributing to the occasional "Awful Truth" by Ted Casablanca once upon a time on E! Online. Later, I started stringing story for "Us Weekly." That was fun. It was all kinds of a heckuva lot of fun.
King of Cups is my new empirical, memoiristic non-linear independent writing exercise. (Independent: Rhymes with unpaid, as in this is free, so represent and support, OK. Amplify the shit.) I mince no words, I mean no harm, and I come in peace.
Impeached!
Donald Trump, the 45th (so-called) president of the United States of America, has been impeached by the U.S. House of Representatives on two articles of impeachment, one for abuse of power and one for obstruction of Congress. This evening, Trump became the third American president to be charged for high crimes and misdemeanors. See? You […]
Quick Follow-up
I spoke to the press tonight (a neighbor and I did), to an awesome crew of broadcast journalists from KTVU FOX2 led by Jana Katsuyama, about the situation on Willow Street, the notorious alley about which I’ve previously written (without naming it because, y’ know, security). My weeping Willow. Five years I’ve seen that street […]
For the Record
Alright. I cannot let the rest of the year go by without saying something. Here it goes. Ready? OK. Hunties. If you are exercising your privilege for beyond-stoopid, selfish shit like, say, to complain about – oh dear – having had to wait much too long (in your ass-timation) for a free sample at the […]
Mash-ups!
You know you that badass millennial when for the holidays you think, DJ EARWORM. Don’t act like you forgot.
Impeach
Impeach. If I had one wish, it would be impeach and remove, but let’s def impeach Donald Trump, and let him deal with the consequences of his actions, for a change, OK. Blaze new trail, America, you go. Remind the world why this country was chosen as the home of Lady Liberty. Look, personal feelings aside, […]
The G4laxy Quest Collective
It must be the Sigourney Weaver-ness of it all. Galaxy Quest, which featured the actress, came out 20 years ago this Christmas. Took me two decades to check it out. SF Sketchfest is celebrating another of the cult laugher’s stars, Tony Shalhoub, in conversation with Kevin Pollak early in the new year, on Jan. 11 […]
Ryan & Brisa
These are the cold and gloomy and rainy and hard wet San Francisco nights and days when I remember and think about people like Ryan and his girlfriend, Brisa. We talked back in September, after his tallness and her shortness caught my attention when I was out with the pooch. They couldn’t have been nicer. […]
BFE FTW
That Badass Female Energy (B. F. E. – get it?) was in the air this year. We saw a handful of powerhouse artists do their thing this summer (🎧➡️ you know the Playlist), and then we saw Madonna. It rained on us the night in May we saw Florence + the Machine. A lot. Traffic was […]
John on Polk Street
Oh the things you do when you go out to walk your dog…. The happy things you do when you’re out with your dog. There is an elderly man I met down on Polk Street near Pacific late last month, right before Thanksgiving. I’d spotted him a couple of streets earlier and noticed that his […]
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