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Yesterday I finally pulled it off- I combined two of my loves, that is, yoga and working on my tan. Sunday on the Little Marina Green, Wanderlust yoga did its tour through SF. I ended up with a righteous sunburn on my forehead and a perfectly sore body. Danielle and I arrived shortly before noon, […]
The Alameda antiques fair is my second favorite flea market in the San Francisco Bay area, but for most people it is probably #1. I have a more personal connection to my favorite Bay Area flea market which I will feature in an upcoming post. Alameda is the largest market on my list. It is […]
The Alemany flea market is a legitimate and passable flea market. It’s teeny tiny; there are only two rows of vendors and usually two food trucks. It’s easy to get to in Bernal Heights just off the freeway, and they have a decent selection of quality vintage items, for example, this Coca-Cola tray: It even […]
I never was able to finish Rushdie’s famed Satanic Verses due to the fact that it simply wouldn’t end, but recently while on a service tirp in Nicaragua with my students, I opted for his much shorter The Jaguar Smile. In this 1987 work, Rushdie illustrates Nicaragua the way he experiences it during the Sandinista […]
Recently the Rustic Pathways northern California salesperson came to my school to drop off brochures / view books for all the students. As he helped me transport the heavy boxes, he finally said, you look so familiar, but I don’t know from where. After brainstorming, he remembered that he had recently seen the above video […]
My favorite book of all time was published posthumously after Toole’s suicide. Most readers report that they find the protagonist’s escapades exasperating; at a recent book club, one of the girls voiced that she found him irredeemable. I, on the other hand, find endless enchantment in all of his antics, as Ignatius J. Reilly’s daily […]
I had the pleasure of getting to meet Sindiwe Magona on two occasions during the three months I lived and volunteered in Cape Town. I remember wiggling with anticipation as she personally signed a copy of her poetry collection for me at a book store, and then several weeks later she joined the members of […]