In the spirit of Craigslist Missed Connections [after disclosing my not-so-secret guilty pleasure in a previous post], an MC of my very own! I thought it might be fun to relay some of the amusing and random interactions with strangers that are impossible to avoid in a tiny city like SF [and which, let’s be… Continue reading MC: We raced around the Panhandle
For full effect, turn off the lights, bump the video up to 720p, and switch to full screen. Live stop-motion and believable antigravity — prepare to have your mind blown. I’m a sucker for good dancing of any genre, but here the combination of sick moves AND tech creates such an entirely novel, totally trippy… Continue reading Dancing in the Dark
I pity the tourists that queue halfway up Powell St. and stoically endure a barrage of preachers and tap dancers and hot dog vendors in order to ride a famed cable car. I could tell them that they should go up a few streets and hop on a train without the wait, or that maybe… Continue reading The Clay Street Hill Railroad
. . . none of that grinding stuff, just natural robotic talent. you said ‘‘hey, you’re cute.’’ and i said, ‘‘you, too’’ and then i elbowed you in the ribs because i’m not very smooth when it comes to romance. I am a secret Craigslist Missed Connections voyeur. I don’t look for myself, since I… Continue reading you hooked me in with your sweet robot moves and cat shirt . . .