I'm on my way to my third Obama volunteer event. Since last Monday, I'm the Team Leader for the Mission District Volunteers for Obama. I've never participated in politics before, but now there's a perfect storm of a candidate I really believe in, a highly competitive race in my backyard, and an organization that found me right when we were ready ( Read more... )

You may have noticed FreeRice.com, a vocabulary game where every correct answer triggers a donation of ten grains of rice from the advertisers along the bottom. You learn (or show off) some SAT-style knowledge, hungry people get some food, advertisers get a little exposure, and the world's made better, right ( Read more... )

In a frenzy of culinary inspiration, probably at least slightly better focused than the time Cowp and I convinced ourselves that a sandwich of stale Chips Ahoy, Philadelphia cream cheese, and pastrami was the new hillbilly gourmet, we continued our love affair with the waffle here at the Gentrification Station yesterday for brunch. The most ( Read more... )

It feels like a cliche, driving up 101 in the big ol' shuttlebus, mid-October sunset filtering through the half-cloud half-fog, with Moby's "Why Does My Heart" on the iPod. I had a good day at work, I'm looking forward to going home, and I'm mildly nervously awaiting a response to a text message I just sent. The weekend was full of friends -- we ( Read more... )

Spotted a few weeks ago:

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While I've participated in my share of home-improvement activities -- helping Jon wire sound and light at the 5406, buying indirect lights for Justin's place, etc. -- I've never thought of myself as much of a homemaker. I certainly don't have a terribly strong reputation for cleaning up after myself in the kitchen, keeping my room tidy, that sort ( Read more... )

When you're driving south on 101, I think it's San Carlos, right before the carpool lane begins, there's a development of like a Petsmart and a Best Buy going up. There's a fairly large sign announcing the fact, and probably saying who the contractors and builders and financers are and whatnot, but it's hard to tell, because it's mostly covered ( Read more... )

Starting sometime in early September, I'll be living at just about the sweetest place imaginable, at 21st and Mission. See you all there, and more details to follow.

I just looked at what has to be the best apartment I'm ever going to find.

• On 21st Street, right off of Mission, so four blocks from the shuttle and right in the heart of a neighborhood with tons of nightlife
• 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, in-unit laundry
• Four (four!) stories, starting on the fourth floor: two bedrooms, huge common/kitchen area, lofted ( Read more... )

We may have scored only one run in two games. We may have been named after an infantile movie that hasn't even come out yet. And I may have gotten a pretty ridiculous sunburn making a band starting halfway down my forehead and ending an inch under my glasses. But I'll be damned if the Balls of Fury team wasn't having the most fun at the Blast from ( Read more... )