When I talk to my kids about Stranger Danger, they are both confident they can defeat any attacker with a kick to the crotch.

I expect life to have that same dramatic arc and soundtrack vibe that movies have, but it hardly ever does. Bad things happen but it...

After the level 5 hill and my directional disorientation as I was walking away from Coit Tower, I started going up a bunch more steps in...

I did the second walk on Friday from Chinatown to the North Shore. Then I forget the name of the actual area, but it's near Coit Tower....

I bought this book yesterday at Weight Watchers that I’ve been eyeing for a while: Walking the San Francisco 49 Mile Scenic Drive. It divides the 49 mile walk into 17 adventures so I took my ten-year-old son with me to try the first one. The first leg starts by the Asian Art Museum, winds around Japan Town, and ends in Chinatown, then gives you a shortcut way to walk back home. I don’t go to San Francisco much because I have a tiny traffic phobia and I am always extremely lo

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I'm flunking my screenwriting class. I'm flunking my screenwriting class because I can't make myself give a shit. Actually, that's not...

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What if you didn't have to wait? What if you didn't have to play it safe? What if you didn't have to get good enough before you could begin? What would you create?

The other day I saw this video about modern day slavery and got kind of depressed. Then I watched a video of myself at a reading in San Francisco and got really, really depressed. What kind of narcissist gets more upset over their double chin and lazy eye than they do about human trafficking? This kind, I guess. Anyway, here's my weird video from Listen To Your Mother. It's not that weird, it just doesn't match the non-weirdness of how I thought I looked with the real-life