Okay, I'm still trying to get my groove back, waiting to exhale, trying to make some deadlines, but I wanted to squeeze in one more post...

Just more proof that humans are waaaaay weirder than vegetables. I've been slammed with deadlines since getting back to S.F. and hav...

A wave of work and schlepping back from New York to San Francisco has knocked me off my once-a-week WV rhythm. I've got some wonderful t...

There are times when the vast, debauched machine of the metropolis becomes too much for the mere creature of flesh and blood and even the ci...

Eep! Close the dressing room door puh-leaze! Okay, Erin and I have been thinking about freshening up the site for awhile now--you know, pain...

In a cavern, in a canyon, Excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner forty niner, And his daughter Clementine. One day, Clementine looked at her pa...

This morning I woke up with ambitions of heading down to Prospect Park and the big Brooklyn farmers' market at Grand Army Plaza then hop...