Tag: Oakland

  • Yes. Facebook.

    You may have seen it on Facebook. You know. I work there now!     It’s been hard to parse the events of the last six months. But I want to. So. How did it happen?  In March, Hot Studio, the design firm where I’d worked for the last six years, was acquired by Facebook. I’d…

  • Yay, vulnerability. Yay.

    I’m low. So clear the current situation w/Raf traveling does not work, for me at least. With the exception of two nights he was recently gone for four weeks. For those of you without children, I’d just like to say FOUR…WEEKS! Four! Weeks! I’d like to continue to rise to the occasion, but I can’t. Bro-ken.…

  • Money Changes Everything: the Bay Bridge Carpool Toll

    I yearn for the simpler days when we weren’t all talking about, and exchanging, money in the mutually beneficent system known as Casual Carpool.

  • Riding with Strangers

    Pretty much every weekday morning, I get into a stranger’s car. We don’t talk as we drive across the Bay Bridge. I focus on my iPhone, get caught up on personal emails. Or I stare out the window, watching the giant cargo ships going to and from China and who knows where. I see Alcatraz…

  • Nighttime in Rockridge Country

    It’s dark out here in Rockridge Country. I walked home from the Bart one night after we’d just moved to Oakland. It was 9:10 pm. I walked down a street–I don’t know, Lawton? I’d heard about frequent muggings of Rockridge commuters, but having just left night-buzzing San Francisco, I wasn’t thinking it was late, or…