with my daughter. It's a class for 1- to 2-year-olds at the JCC in Laurel Heights--they set up plastic slides, balancing beams, and little play houses and kitchens. My little Clodsie loves it and it's a great chance for her to socialize as she's not in day care or pre-school yet. Anyhow, I'm usually the only dad there. The other caregivers are always either mums or nannies. But one day there's this youngish Indian dad there and we get to talking and I mention that I'm between jobs so I'm here a lot. Sensing an opening and a chance to commiserate with another laid-off dad, I say, "You, too, huh?" He says, "yeah--I just sold an internet company so I could spend some time with my daughter now." "Oh, really? Good for you," I say. I really just felt like punching this asshole in the face. Man, only in San Francisco. I need to move to Ohio or someplace where the rest of the laid-off losers are and we could play poker and watch daytime ESPN with some shit like The Strongest Man in the World competition while our kids play together.
These are all shots from Kinder-Gym. Here you can see Claudia with her beloved "Gangee" (my dad):
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Funny comment
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
The Anti-Bro
Never been a big-time "bro." You know, the kind of bro every other bro wants to hang with. It was always like, "Oh, Dan? Oh, sure, he can come." More of a chime-in occasionally, side-kick type of bro. I was never setting the agenda or driving the content of an evening out with the bros. I've always rode the coattails of a more charismatic alpha-bro. So I was surprised to hear the post-game commentary from my brother-in-law after I hung out with him and one of his bros. He told me his bro said "Your brother-in-law is like the coolest dude I've ever met!" That's a type of bro-love I've never received. Felt good. What's the next step? Call him and invite him out for a beer?
Monday, November 08, 2010
Golden Gate
Friday, November 05, 2010
Groundhog Day
While purchasing "bandee" (banana) bread for my daughter at the Academy of Sciences cafe I have the following conversation with the cashier:
I like your glasses!
Thanks.
Where'd you get them?
Eye Gotcha in the Castro.
Is that ON Castro?
I think so.
How do you spell it?
E-Y-E then "gotcha."
The following week I had the exact same conversation with him! I didn't want to embarrass him so I didn't say anything as I answered each of his questions for the second time. I just figured he'd remember on his own but it never happened. Weird.
Don't you like Carlos? Wish I could be his friend. I'd almost consider a roll in the hay with him because he looks like so much fun. I got that pick from Yimmy's Yayo, by the way.
I like your glasses!
Thanks.
Where'd you get them?
Eye Gotcha in the Castro.
Is that ON Castro?
I think so.
How do you spell it?
E-Y-E then "gotcha."
The following week I had the exact same conversation with him! I didn't want to embarrass him so I didn't say anything as I answered each of his questions for the second time. I just figured he'd remember on his own but it never happened. Weird.
Don't you like Carlos? Wish I could be his friend. I'd almost consider a roll in the hay with him because he looks like so much fun. I got that pick from Yimmy's Yayo, by the way.
I voted for the sit/lie ordinance
And now I regret it. I voted yes because I had all those Haight Street losers in mind who hang out with their pit bulls and try to sell you weed. But I didn't even think about homeless people! I park near my wife's work every day on one of those side streets south of market and I always see this homeless guy with his dog and wife/girlfriend. Every time I see him he's lying down reading and petting his dog. I didn't think of that guy. :(
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