I did a closet purge today and wound up with four garbage bags of clothes to donate. Four bags of clothes I haven’t worn since moving to San Francisco a year ago. My problems are obviously first world, problems of luxury.
Yet another reminder of how fortunate I am.
Category Archives: my life
First World Problems
Overheard
At the laundromat this morning, waiting for the cover for my sofa to dry.
“Well, do you know? Do you know? I’m responsible for shutting that place down! That bar was drugging people and I figured it out! I went in there, and I know my tolerance, because I drank a bottle of Skyy [...]
This Week
Things that I’ve done in the past seven days:
Spent most of the time in Logan, UT. It’s been very snowy.
Took Madeline to PetCamp where I agreed to pay $4 for the “Super Bowl Special”—extra play time, a hot dog, a doggie beer, and the game on the television. Not that I was planning [...]
Relocated
Months sooner than I initially expected, I find myself living in San Francisco. Things on here have been mostly silent since my last post, but extremely busy in meatspace. As I mentioned in my last post, I ended up with an apartment in Duboce Triangle, near enough to Duboce Park that I can [...]
Pending Changes
I’ve avoided writing anything detailed about the changes happening in my life for a while now, mostly out of fear of “jinxing” something (and because I needed to get to a place where I was OK just talking about some of them). My bio on the Creative Commons staff listing has been updated for [...]









