Charlotte from Sex in the City once said "I've been dating for 20 years. I'm exhausted." That pretty much summarizes my feelings on the subject recently... or should I say usually.
My love life can be broke down into 5-year increments:
Age 16-22: serial monogamy
22-27: serious LTR
27-32: single
32-38: serial monogamy
...And here I am, tired of all the options.
For a long time, I noticed that all my exes remained single. I wondered if I permanently damage them. My sister said I pick commitment-phobic men.
My highschool sweetheart got married a few years back. (I am still close with his parents.) (I guess he had enough time to recover from whatever damage I did to him.) Then, my college boyfriend friended me on Facebook, and I learned that he is married too. Today, I got an email that another former boyfriend from that cohort who I have been good friends with for years since is planning to get hitched. I wonder if I wait long enough, if the wave of my boyfriends getting married will reach the guy I am currently dating, and he'll marry me.
What is the appropriate reaction to this information? Can you guess?
You guessed it! I cyber-stalked the boyfriend after him to see if he's married yet.
I didn't find out if he's married, but I did find out that he's placing in full marathons and winning regional awards for his cooking (he's a chef at an upscale Italian restaurant). If he isn't married, he's certainly using his time well anyway. He also strangely resembles a more recent boyfriend, and I hadn't noticed that resemblance before.
The one after that is definitely single. We talk all the time.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Some things never change, some things do
Lilia, ~1980 (2009)
Food: pizza (pasta)
Drink: Orange juice (red wine)
Season: summer (spring)
TV show: Eight is Enough (How I met your mother)
Activity: Horseback riding (bicycle riding)
Hobby: postcard collecting (sure)
Vacation: England (Alaska)
Music: ?? (Patty Griffin)
Color: blue (pink, I guess)
Team: ?? (??)
***
Camping (drawing of a tent, a tree, and the night sky blackened with stars)
Good: you wood (sic) not have to werey (sic) about loseing (sic) your flash light. And you will not ned (sic) to walk.
Bad: I cannot think of enething (sic).
***
One Christmas morn,
I flew to the tree.
I looked at the pile.
there was a present for me.
I tore open the box
and to my surprise
a ?? (might say pony)
red sled
with some beautiful holly.
Food: pizza (pasta)
Drink: Orange juice (red wine)
Season: summer (spring)
TV show: Eight is Enough (How I met your mother)
Activity: Horseback riding (bicycle riding)
Hobby: postcard collecting (sure)
Vacation: England (Alaska)
Music: ?? (Patty Griffin)
Color: blue (pink, I guess)
Team: ?? (??)
***
Camping (drawing of a tent, a tree, and the night sky blackened with stars)
Good: you wood (sic) not have to werey (sic) about loseing (sic) your flash light. And you will not ned (sic) to walk.
Bad: I cannot think of enething (sic).
***
One Christmas morn,
I flew to the tree.
I looked at the pile.
there was a present for me.
I tore open the box
and to my surprise
a ?? (might say pony)
red sled
with some beautiful holly.
Haiku from the early 80s
Little flower cat
would not dance the flower dance.
So, she ran'n figure eights.
would not dance the flower dance.
So, she ran'n figure eights.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
First night in Anchorage
Margot's friend Lila was kind enough to pick me up at the airport and put me up for my 2 nights alone in Anchorage. She found me immediately which was something that worried me a little. She had all kinds of plans to showing me the baby mooses as they were going to bed, but I voted instead to see some urban life since the rest of my Alaska vacation would probably provide plenty of opportunity for mooses while my days in Anchorage were limited.
It was the first Friday which, like most places in the world, means the art galleries are open late and serving drinks. I arrived at 8:30; so, even though it isn't getting dark here until 1a, most of the parties had already ended. She had found one that closed at 10p. So, that is where we went.
The party was different than most gallery parties since the artist were actually painting there rather than available to discuss their work. I didn't see any evidence that they intended to sell their work, and it didn't seem to be in sellable form. Lila said the organization was funded by grants to engage young people in the arts.
These young people appeared to all be in their 20s. One high school boy lurked around. The organizer told us that he was a hot shot graffiti artist at his school but had had no exposure to real art until now.
The event included break dancers too. I'm getting that break dancing is back in style because there were a couple break dancers on The Bachelorette this season too. I wonder if when things like that come back, they come back in greater force. When I was a teenager (and pre-teen) white people didn't break dance. The guys on The Bachelorette were white, and now I'm witnessing break dancing in an art gallery. Have the affluent decided this art is cool 20 years later?
I love printmaking. So, I was particularly excited to see this installation outside the gallery. It appears they carved on plywood and put them through a steam press (whatever that is). I have only carved on incredibly soft wood. So, I don't envy these artists' efforts. It looks like they may have only made one print too. It would require a huge piece of paper!
This was in the parking lot. I don't know what it is, but it looks cool, and I see them all over Anchorage.
After all this excitement, we went back to Lila's where I slept long and hard in the sun-lit night.
It was the first Friday which, like most places in the world, means the art galleries are open late and serving drinks. I arrived at 8:30; so, even though it isn't getting dark here until 1a, most of the parties had already ended. She had found one that closed at 10p. So, that is where we went.
The party was different than most gallery parties since the artist were actually painting there rather than available to discuss their work. I didn't see any evidence that they intended to sell their work, and it didn't seem to be in sellable form. Lila said the organization was funded by grants to engage young people in the arts.
These young people appeared to all be in their 20s. One high school boy lurked around. The organizer told us that he was a hot shot graffiti artist at his school but had had no exposure to real art until now.
The event included break dancers too. I'm getting that break dancing is back in style because there were a couple break dancers on The Bachelorette this season too. I wonder if when things like that come back, they come back in greater force. When I was a teenager (and pre-teen) white people didn't break dance. The guys on The Bachelorette were white, and now I'm witnessing break dancing in an art gallery. Have the affluent decided this art is cool 20 years later?
I love printmaking. So, I was particularly excited to see this installation outside the gallery. It appears they carved on plywood and put them through a steam press (whatever that is). I have only carved on incredibly soft wood. So, I don't envy these artists' efforts. It looks like they may have only made one print too. It would require a huge piece of paper!
This was in the parking lot. I don't know what it is, but it looks cool, and I see them all over Anchorage.
After all this excitement, we went back to Lila's where I slept long and hard in the sun-lit night.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
All buses all the time!
If you've spoken to me recently, you know that I am ALL BUSES ALL THE TIME. Yes, this is new for me. "What? You're not a bicycle planner?" people say. No, I am not a wus. I am a transit planner who cares about the people, yes I do. I want to feel the "pulse of the people every day" because I am an artist. You betcha. An ARTIST! An artist who plans bus transit system. That's who I am.
You only need to read the first 2 sentences in this article: "For example a Prius says you care about the Earth, a bicycle shows you REALLY care about the earth, and a bus shows that you are probably not white." Yeah, I didn't read the rest of the article either.
Now, I am going to watch some television and maybe clean my apartment. Life is goo.
You only need to read the first 2 sentences in this article: "For example a Prius says you care about the Earth, a bicycle shows you REALLY care about the earth, and a bus shows that you are probably not white." Yeah, I didn't read the rest of the article either.
Now, I am going to watch some television and maybe clean my apartment. Life is goo.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
My favorite things to do in SF
My friend over the weekend asked me what are my favorite things to do in SF. I was surprised at how easy it was for me to answer:
* Bike to the beach
* The Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival
* Bike around and look at real estate open houses on Sundays
* Hiking and having a picnic at Mt. Tam
* Bike to the beach
* The Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival
* Bike around and look at real estate open houses on Sundays
* Hiking and having a picnic at Mt. Tam
Friday, May 22, 2009
off the grid
Nasa had us over for a presentation (work). They said something interesting: a space station is potentially the most off-the-grid you can get. Since it costs $10,000 per pound to get anything up there, they have a huge incentive not to need to transport anything in or out. While space travel is enormously expensive, it also may provide lessons on how we can live on earth more lightly.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
ideas for Brunch
My bike pals and I talked at length about where to eat brunch and why. Here's what I learned:
Four Seasons (West Portal)
Jim's (Mission and 20th)
The Ramp
Four Seasons (West Portal)
Jim's (Mission and 20th)
The Ramp
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