Sheriff is this older gentleman that we’ve witnessed live a quiet, mostly solitary life at Elm and Van Ness, near the San Francisco Cooking School, for five years now. Next to the old McDonald’s – that’s been his spot this past half decade, and who really knows how long he actually has been out there, […]
Tag: Earth
Drive Like You Care, #SanFrancisco
It is incredible, and unshakable, how a simple, yet thoroughly preventable traffic impasse can spiral out of control between two people too stubborn to let it go and too committed to keep it goin’, even when they find themselves heading in the same direction and keeping ridikolous pace with each other. And how it can […]
Live on, Lewis
We are going to run out of time and out of life before we run out of matches. Science – the factual chance based on two millennia of experience that we as humans have to try to understand the mysteries of Earth – posits that we (still?) can help reverse our greedy/grubby effect on our […]
The Dirty Dick
A 311 request, for the day: “Broken bottles, car-window bits, cigarette butts, poop – in every other planter or tree square two-three blocks from City Hall. What a disgrace! I put a request for something similar across the street [18 days ago, OK – this is why you keep receipts, people) and y’all couldn’t clean […]
Call Me Pollyanna
This is a letter I put together and sent to that cunt Donald Trump through his campaign’s website a few days after Election Day 2016. I thought, at this juncture, I’d enter it on the record, on my record, with a few annotations (once an editor…always an editor) – footnotes, for color, and candor, if […]
Mind Yo’ Butts!
Butts, butts, butts everywhere. Look at this one, look at that one, and at that one. People. Smokers, I do mean smokers. Smokers. If you are lucky to get your hands on some butts, the least you can do is honor dem butts by properly dispensing with ’em butts when you are done with dem […]
Thinking Caps On!
This is a cap. A blue cap from a plastic bottle of water. A cap carelessly – no second thought (heck, I bet not a thought, indeed) – discarded on Van Ness Avenue last night for…the world to handle. For someone else to sweep off the street. Or pick up. Who knows. Point is, people, […]
