Monthly Archives: December 2009


Orange Alley The Mission Friday afternoon *** Somehow, after writing about this city on a daily basis, I find writing about my own life here oddly challenging. There‚Äôs no point in writing about how much I love the city, I obviously do, even since I was a little kid, watching 49ers and Giants games on […]


Somewhere on Page Street Lower Haight Thursday afternoon *** I Live Here, S.F. ~Brent Jordan As I close my eyes to breathe deep the cool morning air, I smile…I live here, S.F. Taking in oxygen which my body then transforms into inspiration that is pumped to every cell of my being leads me to take […]


The Lyon Street Steps Pacific Heights Sunday morning *** I bike here. My daily life without my bicycle and my coffee would be like a Martin Scorsese film without the music of the Rolling Stones. Riding a bicycle has done a tremendous therapy to the soul and moved my eyes through a myriad of wonderful […]


Off 20th Street In Dogpatch Monday afternoon *** Three big things happened to me when I moved to San Francisco: I found myself; I met the love of my life; and I got breast cancer. I find that my life is constantly changing since I moved to San Francisco. The story I’m writing today is […]


We met at the corner of Haight and Fillmore. I bought a Street Sheet from him. Around the corner on Fillmore, some young guys were painting a new mural on the wall, right next to where we stood. There were buckets of paint and tarps all around. “They’re painting my room,” he said. He pointed […]


In the middle of Jones Street The Tenderloin Friday afternoon *** My adulthood so far has been…eventful. I joined the Virginia Army National Guard right out of high school in 2000. I was deployed on September 11 for homeland security. At 21, I was in Iraq as a prison guard (No. Not there.) At 23, […]


On Dolores The Mission Thursday morning *** Tales from never neverland As I write this, the sound of revellery (in the form of two combating sets of repetitive beats) drifts in through my faux-Victorian windows. I’m perched on a hillside, a stunning and sunny view of downtown from my window, next to the infamous Dolores […]


Amongst the redwoods National AIDS Memorial Grove Saturday morning *** While I am a native Californian, born in West Covina and raised in Covina until we moved to Florida when I was 10, I never considered myself a Californian until I moved to San Francisco. And apart from a brief hiatus in Washington DC (2 […]


Inner Sunset Monday evening *** Salutations! I’m Caroline and I think San Francisco is truly a beautiful place. Though I do dislike some things about it, most of my thoughts about San Francisco are positive. My bad thoughts about S.F. is that the pollution is okay but ugh! The litter! Geez! People are constantly trashing […]