So, today was my birthday and the lead up was NOT good. Birthdays, holidays and milestones mean a lot to me. I demand real Christmas trees, that we hopefully have to cut down ourselves, and will stay up all night baking Christmas cookies with the girls because IT’S CHRISTMAS AND THATS WHAT PEOPLE DO. Maybe […]Read More An Unexpected Birthday
Seven years ago, I lived in a one-bedroom apartment in Midtown Sacramento. I owned six pieces of furniture and all of my clothes and shoes could fit into one of them: a wooden IKEA wardrobe with guitars and fencing sabres piled on top. I could walk to work in thirteen minutes, bike to the grocery store, and […]Read More Are You A City Person or a Suburb Person?
Whatever your personal politics may be, it’s hard not to love a guy like Jerry Brown. Just look at his actual, official, portrait, hanging at the State Capitol: It kind of stands out amongst all the stately oil-paintings of serious men standing next to bookcases. We Sacramentons notice these sorts of things, living as we do in the […]Read More Governor Brown Moves Back Downtown
Temperature is a relative thing. I’ve heard tales about mailmen in upstate New York who walk around in shorts when it’s 50 degrees outside. For them, 50 degrees must seem positively balmy, accustomed as they are to Volkswagen-swallowing mounds of snow. In California, that kind of behavior would make people wonder if you’re a couple sandwiches […]Read More What Happens to California Babies When the Temperature Plummets below 70
I don’t know if he’s married and whether his wife had kids and what kind of table-bending extravaganza he presented her with throughout her pregnancy, but I’m sure she was well fed.Read More Bridget’s First Food and the Rice Cereal Conspiracy