andom writings about nothing at all. Or everything ever.
While it’s debatable if 2017 has been a marginal improvement on the free-for-all shitshow that was 2016 or whether we’ve just grown more used to the world as it is—in all its appalling glory—personally speaking, 2017 was a definite upgrade.
Read MoreI have not (until now) joined in the glut of frustration and outrage that’s happening on social media. This does not mean I’m not horribly frustrated or that I’m in any sense un-outraged.
Read MoreMy life has happened here. I am who I am because of you, San Francisco. Whatever happens next started with you, and for that, I am and will always be grateful.
Read MoreThis is the new normal.
Read MoreNo one said you could have it all. And certainly nothing really ever turns out quite the way you think it will.
Read MoreThe obvious question is: why the hell do we live here, in this ruined city that, as VICE and others have deftly illustrated, has so obviously lost its soul? Why haven't we screwed off to Oakland or NYC or Los Angeles or Papua New Guinea or any number of less sucktastic, less obnoxious places?
Read MoreFrom where you stood by the bar on the the west side of the room, the glassware would take a satisfyingly long flight before its explosive and cathartic termination upon the brick wall.
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