Haiku Happiness: Bring on the swaying
Freedom of the mind Dancing butterflies inside Bring on the swaying
Freedom of the mind Dancing butterflies inside Bring on the swaying
Adrift in a Haiku Battered thoughts adrift Lifejackets disappearing Applause driving me
The hills of San Francisco are made for biking I went for a great Saturday morning walk from one end of my city block to the other end in San Francisco. My walk was akin to a roller coaster where I went up and down numerous city-street hills. […]
A Puerto Rican in San Francisco Do you know the song by Sting called “Englishman in New York.” It’s a pop Jazz wannabe fusion melody. Admittedly, it is a little catchy but would be wholeheartedly out of place nowadays with its phrases such as “I’m a legal alien.” […]
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It finally happened: I have a pink Taser and I know how to whistle Year upon year, I always put “pink taser” on my Christmas wish list. No one ever gets me one because they are afraid that I would indeed use it. Even more […]
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Fear and Loathing in San Francisco Let me get two things out of the way right away. I am a die-hard New Yorker and this is my second time moving to the San Francisco Bay area. When I lived out here over ten years ago, I had […]
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Searching for my new cup I just moved out from New York to San Francisco. I packed two luggage bags and a back-pack. I didn’t bring my whole house and not even 1/20th of what I own. I brought enough to help me get by in two-week increments. […]