Why do people keep telling me I’m running away from something?

2 weeks.

That’s the amount of time left before I trade in my beach towel and burritos for spray tans and fist pumps.

Yup, that’s right. I’m moving back east (in case you missed my constant, almost-to-the-point-of-annoying stream of social media posts). After 10 years of bouncing around the country (first to Boston, then San Diego, then San Francisco, then internationally to London, and finally back to San Francisco), I’ll be reconnecting with my roots in the tri-state area. And I’m pretty damn excited, just as I’ve been excited for all my previous moves. Continue reading “Why do people keep telling me I’m running away from something?”

Paying it forward in 2016

New Year’s Resolutions? Mehhhh….

While I commend the idea of having long(ish)-term goals in order to better one’s self, my repeat resolutions of 1) drinking less, 2) acquiring abs and 3) reading more never seem make it very far. Three weeks is typically the max. before I’m back to binge drinking, double-fisting burritos and relying on Wikipedia to further my education.

This year, like every year, peer pressure compelled me into writing my 2016 list of personal goals. (I can only respond to the “What are your NY resolutions?” question with “Fuck resolutions!” so many times before feeling like an ambitious-less dirt bag.) Here’s what they boiled down to… Continue reading “Paying it forward in 2016”

Quickie: Never stop learning

“Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.”

Thanks, Henry Ford, for that quote… and of course, for cars.

Quickie: Cable car sunset

The cable car is a staple in San Francisco culture. It’s incredible the way they move up the daunting hills of this city. And for some damn reason, they are even more magical amidst the backdrop of a beautiful sunset.

Quickie: An international city

Walking my dog, I ran into an acquaintance who had recently moved here from Greece. We found this little gem of a park in Nob Hill. As we observed the circle of dogs mount each other, he explained to me the unique features that differentiate Greek sculptures from others. This fountain apparently was NOT Greek.