City Lamb

MoreBus

2011-02-26T10:05:00.000-08:00

Last night Peter & Pow taxied home with the post-movie Domino´s pizza, and my ranchero friend Gotcha and I, with our free AC-transit student passes, took the bus back to Berkeley. We fast-forwarded the ride commiserating, in Spanish, about being sheep in the big city. In downtown Berkeley, a woman with a frizzy red perm and, apparently, a buzz, hopped on and told the bus driver she didn't want to

Friend or Foe

2011-02-10T22:46:00.000-08:00

I walked across the night-time busy shine of Sproul Plaza this evening, fast strides toward the bus stop. My earphones were firmly encased in my pinnae, serving a double function of entertainment and interaction repellent. My high-speed walk was no match for the woman swaying directly in my path--clad in a fur coat, clown-pale makeup, eyes wide as her flowing skirts. She was planted on the

Into the Isolation Booth

2011-02-01T22:59:00.000-08:00

Today I boarded the F bus--the Transbay--which, for its lengthy, bridge-crossing route, tends to pick up a mix even more diverse than usual AC Transit fare. I waited at the stop in the dark with two men who walked and moved like adolescents, laughing sputteringly behind their hands, reeking of weed. We got on the bus when it came and I moved on back, sat across from a couple of old, really old

Honest People

2011-01-31T21:25:00.000-08:00

My sticker shock from returning to the Bay after being in Mexico has me back in my fresh-from-Kansas state of mind, which has me shopping at the 99-cent store. It's on my way home, and the paper towels there are cheaper than the organic, compostable, recycled ones at the fancy grocery store around the corner, which justified my buying a generic version of the Magic Eraser (it really is pretty

I did it!

2010-11-30T21:33:00.000-08:00

Well, I wrote 50,000 words of my novel this month. And realized that it's about halfway done.

This Dirty Old City

2010-11-24T11:20:00.000-08:00

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Here we go...

2010-10-31T15:01:00.001-07:00

Calavera for my newborn nephew.

2010-10-28T13:20:00.000-07:00

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The Mediocrity Principle

2010-10-22T14:18:00.000-07:00

Thanks so much for reading City Lamb. I´ll continue to post here regularly, but wanted to let you know about my newest collaborative project, The Mediocrity Principle. Check it out...I hope you enjoy it.

Busybody, Part I

2010-10-22T14:16:00.000-07:00

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Begging and Pleading

2010-10-14T19:25:00.000-07:00

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Pinche Perro or, In Which The Dingo Got My Pastry

2010-09-28T19:02:00.000-07:00

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Washboard Boogie

2010-09-14T19:21:00.001-07:00

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Exit Light

2010-09-06T14:16:00.000-07:00