Huzzah for having moved. Huzzah for ABF U-Pack and for LaborReady. Huzzah for easy access to a subway station and to cheap restaurants that deliver. And a giant huzzah to Leonard for not only following …
I signed a lease on an apartment in Astoria, in Queens. Astoria feels like San Francisco's Ingleside/West Portal with a bit of the Mission, only lots of Greek instead of lots of Spanish. Many thanks …
"And suddenly--if we have no doctors who are trained to abort pregnancies, even for health reasons; if doing so is illegal--we have women dying not only from illegal abortions, but from pregnancy itself."
I wrote yet more moving stuff because my editor loves it. The day I panicked over that mouse was also the day I crashed a car for the first time. I wrote a column a …
Safely ensconced in temp housing. The plane had a pretty turbulent landing; listening to air traffic chatter on the audio channel made me feel better about it. Feeling informed made me feel more in-control even …
More propositions within arguments should end, as did one a few nights ago, "So that's why I know I'm smoking crack." Songs on the way to the airport; right now Kris/Adam/Leonard are harmonizing on "Asia …
Removing SFGate from my bookmark bar. Restraining myself from ruining the backup vocals for Leonard/Kris/Adam songs with screams and melisma. Listening to acoustic guitar without thinking I'm in a montage in a movie. Staying on …
But not by Europe. Leonard and I are visiting Kris, Kim, and Adam in the Los Angeles metropolitan area. I thought I didn't like cheese-infused crackers but evidently Trader Joe's makes a highly adequate version. …
Leonard and I are visiting his ancestral home (Bakersfield, Los Angeles, and environs). Tonight: dinner and bowling with his family. I need better upper-body strength.
Leonard and I have left San Francisco. We looked in all the cupboards and shelves and found the obligatory forgotten thing, in this case a round pastry-cooling rack. This was after the move-out cleaners did …
