Back in the water.
It’s Spring, since yesterday, and I’m swimming again. The familiar soreness of the arm and shoulder muscles, the cup of […]
Unfinished or quasi-finished prose that hasn’t been published elsewhere
It’s Spring, since yesterday, and I’m swimming again. The familiar soreness of the arm and shoulder muscles, the cup of […]
I was reluctant at first: A friend had taken the ModPo poetry course — twice — and she’s now pursuing an
To sum up: there is a lot of research showing that Facebook makes people feel like shit. So maybe, one
I’m joining ValiMail as head of communications, because I like email and want it to work right.
I have loved the San Francisco waterfront since I first saw it. For years, my commutes have taken me along
Pelicans stood on the breakwater, gravely watching us as we swam by. I’ve come to think of the shorebirds as
Last weekend I entered the water much better prepared than the week before, and managed to swim for two and
Yesterday I swam around Aquatic Park on a sunny, windy afternoon with shreds of fog whipping themselves away from the
I swam for an hour and 25 minutes on Saturday, with my swimming buddy Zina, and it was good. The
I wore my swirly purple Speedo for a two-hour swim in the Bay on Saturday. It was the morning of