Pushing the pedal hard, up hill, I knew I couldn’t win. Turning the corner at the head of the Tenderloin, a fierce wind blasted me. There was no way I was going to to make it. My brake cable–the soul of getting from A to B– snapped. Instantly everything changed. I was stuck in the … Continue reading
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Jam Man
“Ratta-tat-tat, tat-tat-ta-tat” began to slowly pound on the bottom of the Muni train as a man leaning against the closed doors slipped into a trance. Hopping on the K train at the Castro stop, the man, likely in his late 20s, appeared to be dressed for work: black dress pants and matching black dress shoes, … Continue reading
Spinning in the Sun
A one-legged twirl with a kick. Matched in grace by a seamless transition into a single leg high-kneed spin. Airplane arms. Another spin, another kick. But not just one kick, this man is counting— One finger up as one high-legged kick unwinds in a counter clockwise direction. Two fingers up as the second high-legged kick … Continue reading
The Immaculate Man
Immaculate. Cleanly cut. A stoic old man steps boldly onto Bus 22 on an early Monday morning. Contrasting sharply with his dark, charcoal complexion, his white hair and matching white beard are impeccably groomed and accentuated by the stiff brim of his fedora floating gently atop his head. Cleanly pressed, the crisp edges of his … Continue reading
The Woman Who Laughs
Riding on the Number 5 bus, something caught my attention. Well, perhaps it’s more accurate to say something caught the attention of every single person on the bus. Even if you had headphones on, blasting your favorite music while singing along, this something was so piercing that nothing was impenetrable to its force. Nothing. So … Continue reading
Bred to Protect the Dalai Lama: A Wise Tale I Once Overheard
I had just worked nearly ten hours on the beach in Pacifica and so far the day had been epic. My coworker Vik got to meet the ring leader of the incognito ‘SKINS’, a spear fishing club that Vik has desperately been trying to get in the know with. (Apparently the spear fishing community is … Continue reading
My New Friend: The Guy on the Bike (whose name I don’t remember)
For those that know me well, you are quite aware of my natural inclination to make friends with anyone, anywhere, and at anytime. This day was no different. On the pursuit of wrapping up a 25-mile ride to Mill Valley and back, I had just crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and powered through the seemingly … Continue reading
New Beginnings in a New Hood
On Sunday I moved into a new spot in the city, opening up a whole new solar system of San Francisco, obviously filled with ridiculous experiences awaiting me. I mean, my new place is only a 10 minute walk from the Castro, which is a planet of entertainment on its own. My first smiles sparked … Continue reading
I LOVE My Mom Too!
Walking along Divisadero on a sunny Saturday morning, I decided to give my mom a ring as it had been ages since we last caught up. Since I’m obsessed with time efficiency, I decided to multi-task, with the first errand being grocery shopping. Yes, I was that annoying person at the check out who is … Continue reading
She’s Touching Me…..
Another bus full of tales is the 71. Mapping its course from the Financial District through the Haight then along Golden Gate Park, and off to the Sunset, you’re bound to bump into characters even if you try really hard not too, well at least that has been my experience. Squeezing my way onto the … Continue reading
