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The San Francisco Project: May 2008
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Friday, May 30, 2008. I met a hummingbird the other day. It was the second one I've seen in San Francisco. I wish I had a picture. He was grey-brown, with a bright magenta throat and a white belly. I know this because as I stood and watched him hover around some orange flowers (were they nasturtiums? Links to this post. Sunday, May 11, 2008. Links to this post. Monday, May 5, 2008. The Man in Pink. Perhaps this blog could be about the things that people wear in public in San Francisco. Links to this post.
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The San Francisco Project: January 2010
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Monday, January 18, 2010. The Death of San Francisco. Links to this post. Martin Luther King Jr. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The San Francisco Project. San Francisco, CA, United States. I am a bodyworker and writer in the Bay Area. I have eclectic tastes, and I love being in nature. Don't hate me because I am a morning person. View my complete profile. Quote for the Day. I've always wanted to know how to butcher my own meat.". Thesanfranciscoproject [at] gmail.com. Go nuts. Tell me what you think.
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The San Francisco Project: The Death of San Francisco
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Monday, January 18, 2010. The Death of San Francisco. Martin Luther King Jr. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The San Francisco Project. San Francisco, CA, United States. I am a bodyworker and writer in the Bay Area. I have eclectic tastes, and I love being in nature. Don't hate me because I am a morning person. View my complete profile. Quote for the Day. I've always wanted to know how to butcher my own meat.". Thesanfranciscoproject [at] gmail.com. Go nuts. Tell me what you think. NHPR Word of Mouth.
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The San Francisco Project: July 2008
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Monday, July 28, 2008. The Sweetness of Sleep. It was kind of surreal coming home. There was the rose garden, the fountain. Just as usual. But I was different. I didn’t feel quite like the same person. But then again, I realized, I was delirious from lack of sleep and a 7-hour plane ride. I have a backlog of things to post, but for now, let’s just say I am home, I am safe, I am happy. I did my traveling. I got my France. And I my Ikea bed was here to welcome me. Links to this post. Sunday, July 20, 2008.
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The San Francisco Project: Living the Dream
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008. Growing up, I always used to covet the pink and blue and green toilet papers of those more fortunate than me. Those whose toilet-paper-buyers did not insist on avoiding colored dyes in bathroom tissue paper. I was at a loss. All I could do was wait until I was finally out on my own and could buy whatever which toilet paper I pleased. At last it has come to be. Oui, j'ai du pain. She is like my Grandmother, again. My French surrogate grandmother looking after me. I hav...Except to...
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The San Francisco Project: Airport Security
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Thursday, December 18, 2008. 3 fl oz., in a bag, no exceptions. Take off your shoes, belt, earrings, etc. Anybody could be a terrorist. No, I can't let you back in! You could be a terrorist. Didn't you see the signs that were ill-placed and obscured by the crowds that said "no return beyond this point"? How do I know you don't have a bomb? I could lose my job. You could be arrested. Do you want to be arrested? Is this water bottle too large? Stansted - not necessarily indicative of all London airports.
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The San Francisco Project: October 2008
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Thursday, October 30, 2008. And my new job titles are:. 8226; Dream Interpreter. 8226; Mind Reader. 8226; Mystery Girl. 8226; Direction Giver. And I don't read palms, but someone read mine today. Either that, or my hands were just red. I think it's the weather. Links to this post. Tuesday, October 28, 2008. Racist in San Francisco. I knew San Francisco was racist before I got here. Every white person I ever met who had been to SF said, hey, it's great, I love it, you should go there! Maybe people are inh...
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The San Francisco Project: San Francisco Project
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Monday, December 22, 2008. I think we can safely say that the San Francisco project has been successful. For one thing, I didn't end up back on the east coast. But here's a look back at the highlights:. Got some good work experience under my belt. Found a place to live. Went to France for the first time. Volunteered at the Exploratorium. Made a some friends, met some crazy people. Generally improved my life in an overall way. Suffice it to say, it's been an interesting year. Meanwhile, I want to thank ev...
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The San Francisco Project: June 2008
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Friday, June 27, 2008. When I went downtown at 2 pm to do my errands, I could see bits of white floating here and there through the atmosphere. Definitely not normal. Probably bits of ash. It makes me think, this is a pretty good time to go to France. Links to this post. Thursday, June 26, 2008. Apparently the cloudcover currently coating the skies is not composed of droplets of water. But rather smoke from nearby fires. Links to this post. Tuesday, June 24, 2008. Links to this post. Monday, June 23, 2008.
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The San Francisco Project: Buzz Buzz
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Wednesday, December 10, 2008. Is it wrong to get an emotional high from a beekeeper's meeting? Is that totally off the charts for a desirable social situation? First of all, on my way to the meeting, walking under the lights strung about Lake Merritt in Oakland, I thought, anyone would have to crazy to want to keep bees. I mean, you must need to have a requisite level of very slight insanity to want to actively stick your hands into a swarm of stinging insects. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The ...