My twentieth high school reunion is coming up–class of 88, Murphy High School, Mobile, Alabama–and as I was browsing the reunion site yesterday I came across a familiar name, Margaret Brown. She was a year behind me in school, and now she’s all grown up, and it turns out she’s been busy. Months ago, I…Continue reading The Order of Myths Coming to SF
Category: San Francisco Life
A Real Boy
If I had a martini for every time someone has suggested that my husband Kevin is a figment of my imagination, I’d be on a permanent bender. When I mention Kevin in public, the response is frequently, “But I’ve never actually seen him.” People I’ve known for years will come up to me at parties…Continue reading A Real Boy
So Much Hunkier in Person
You’ve probably met a few writer types who say they don’t own a TV. Well, I’m here to tell you I’m not one of them. In addition to being a bona fide The Office addict (I even have a Dwight Shrute bobblehead), my TIVO never misses an episode of Top Chef. Our friends Dianne and…Continue reading So Much Hunkier in Person
Another One Bites the Dust
Today at Ghost Word, Frances Dinkelspiel reports extensively on what’s happening to the Los Angeles Times. A while back there was talk of the death of the novel. Well, that never happened, and I seriously doubt it will anytime in the near future. Who knows, we may all go Kindle, but I do believe the…Continue reading Another One Bites the Dust
MBT, Odds and Ends
I just jumped on the MBT bandwagon. Picked mine up today at Nomadic Outfitters and took them for a spin in Golden Gate Park. The verdict? They’re not as sinfully ugly as they used to be–I chose the black Kaya (think Mary Janes on steroids), which actually looks pretty good in a weird interplanetary walking-on-rubber-tires…Continue reading MBT, Odds and Ends