Conversation with guy who works at Le Beau Nob

Him: You like the Giants?
Me: The New Jersey Giants? (Meaning, the NY Giants obviously)
Him: (Laughing) The New Jersey Giants? No, I meant the baseball team? The SF Giants? They are going to the World Series?
Me: Oh yeah.
...
He then told me that they will play 7 games in the World Series against the Rangers. (The Texas Rangers, not the New York Rangers...)

Running Break

I've found that if I put fewer things on my list, I feel more accomplished at the end of the day. Today, in addition to a couple of meetings and assignments, I had "run 8 miles" on my list. This was the pre-run photo. (I don't mean to look so deer-in-headlights.)

It was windy, clear, and refreshing on Crissy Field today.

Back to work now.



Here's my run (out through the city, back by the bay):

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Changing seasons

Amelie (Source on link)

My friends and I huddled under blankets during a free nighttime Amelie screening in Washington Square Park before walking home from North Beach to Nob Hill along this route. The wind whipped my face and hair as we walked up the stairs on Jones Street back to my apartment.Jones Street (Source on link)

SeMe had considered skipping the movie to continue her finance and other Presidio-related work. I argued that this was one of the last hoorays of the summer, that we need to celebrate the seasons. She rightly pointed out that even though mid-September brings a leaf-crackling autumnal gate everywhere else, and that we are ending our "summer" of relaxation to the demands of school, September and October are the hottest months in San Francisco. They are much hotter than the 50s and 60s of June and July.

I felt a void of the should-be-approaching hot apple cider, red maples, and pumpkins that I know from New Jersey and the mountains of North Carolina. I can appreciate the fog under the Golden Gate and the warm sun and crisp days throughout most of the year. However, while walking up Jones that night, I pretended that it was almost time to rake leaves and build fires in a wood burning stove.

Study and Break

Sometimes we need to go for a walk to really be able to study. My friend SeMe and I enjoyed one of the warm and beautiful days lately doing just that...

This is at the Cable Car museum. Each of these spools is huge and spins really fast to make all the cables go around the city. Look at the faint signs: "California," "Mason," Hyde" in the photo; these are running those lines throughout the streets! It is really cool. Someone threw up in there, though, which was gross. I'd like to go back when there is no throw up. It's free so I can.


SeMe on the phone in an alley of stairs.
Grace Cathedral, just a few blocks away.
View from our study spot. There were dogs and kids and a guy doing really fast push-ups there.
I love the Cable Car museum!

New Desk

I wasn't so sure about this desk in my tiny space, but I'm beginning to like it....

Bike Trip: In photos...

Out around July 24th

Several birthday celebrations for Kate Drane + A great run to Crissy Field Warming Hut + Isolani goodness in Berkeley= A Great weekend


Board Game Night at Just Awesome.







Golden Gate views from Crissy Field.



Baby Luca


Skeeball and beers at Buckshot (Kate's birthday part deux)

Le Beau

This is my market up the street. I love it.

A letter to Meghan

So I hope Meghan doesn't read this because it is basically part of a letter that I wrote to her. I couldn't believe a Bed, Bath, Beyond Catalogue... It involved an electrical outlet talking in "teen/littlest homies talk" and flirting with the real life models in the catalogue. Then, they were selling something called a booty pop. Check it out:

Image from Thursday

I've passed a homeless man who sleeps on my corner in a black sleeping bag many times; usually, he is completely covered by the sleeping bag and his head is pointing downhill next to a USPS mailbox.

The other day, though, he was sitting up in his sleeping bag and leaning against the mailbox. He had a bunch of 1/2 smoked cigarettes piled on his bag (saving for later?), and he was reading a paperback. Even though this man was probably in his 70s, I had a flashback of seeing smelly Outward Bound boys sitting up in their sleeping bags on their solo times.

As I got closer, I could see what he was reading:

The Notebook, by Nicolas Sparks.

San Francisco Running

It's been chilly in San Francisco this week. So much so that this was my requisite outfit for a run yesterday...

New Buddy

This is the new dog in the Sycle office. His name is Buddy and he belongs to the new guy, Tom.