Many of you B-towners have shown a lot of love the last few days – at work, on the streets, via e-mail, phone and blog. Thanks so much. As my unrepentant whining may have indicated, I needed a little lift.
By the way, congrats to Brooke, who finishes grad school this weekend!
So I’m off to San Francisco. I’ll be posting all week, so keep checking back if you’re interested in my semi-adventures.


You suckers. He was just pretending to be down so everybody would by ‘Soft Rock’ and not say anything mean about it.Have fun in California! Remember: stranger = danger.
be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
Molly, you sussed me out as usual. It’s not bipolar syndrome, it’s creatve salsemanship!Man, L.A. is exactly like every movie or TV show you’ve ever seen. Both in its skanky decrepitude and its fake Hollywood backlot look.I got some flowers ready, but we don’t head up to San Fran ’til Monday.
I think I was just projecting. I always have a “flare-up” of my “lupus” and/or “clinical depression” right before my “birthday”. Haiku regarding Brooke, MFASo smart and pretty,somehow I don’t resent herlike all the others.Congratulations Brooke!!!!