Category Archives: PERSONAL ESSAYS

My Early 30th B-Day Party

My mom and I threw one of our famous grove street parties for my 30th birthday, even though my actual birthday is not until the 24th. My original plan was to return to New York after the holidays and have … Continue reading

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Grove Street

In the eighties and early nineties, Grove Street was not part of “Hayes Valley,” as it’s known now, but of “the western addition,” a neighborhood built west of the original town of San Francisco on the east bay as it … Continue reading

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Florence and London, December 2009

I took a short trip to Florence and London before Christmas. I got stuck in Paris airport on my way into the UK and was delayed by a day and took the train instead, luckily one of the last before … Continue reading

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Santa Fe, Bandolier, and Magdalena

Yes. That’s me. with a gun. Steve Bodio showed me the basics of pointing and shooting and shooting range etiquette when I visited him and Libby in Magdalena, southern New Mexico, with Peculiar and Mrs. Peculiar. That’s a “London Best” … Continue reading

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Here we go again…

I’m back in New York now and have to do something with my life, or at least, to find a job and stall. After a cocky start with the New York Times journalism and education job market, by the end … Continue reading

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announcing…..

The Ritual of … By Larissa Archer <a href="http://www.blurb.com/books/891246&quot; force="true" only_path="false" style="color:#fd7820; text-decoration:none;" title="BookPreview”>Book Preview

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Barcelona, Mon Amour

Yes, I’m in Barcelona now. Off to Madrid tomorrow! Here is my haiku on the continuing construction work on the Sagrada Familia: Stupid ugly craneRuining my photographsFuck you, crane. on the roof of Casa Pedrera at the Palau de la … Continue reading

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Sometimes London is Funny

http://www.youtube.com/get_player This is what I did last night. I didn’t play; I just shouted along with the players. I didn’t realize there were so many people who knew how to play the ukelele. And that they all get together every … Continue reading

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If Schlock Shops were Bedbugs…..

I’m beginning to worry about an unpleasant infestation occurring in my neighborhood of Kilburn. Every couple of weeks a grocery store or hardware shop closes and is replaced by a haphazard set-up shilling “leather” handbags for under a fiver or … Continue reading

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Newsflash: Women can be Funny, too!

I try not to get too worked up over stupid stuff I read in the papers….I’m sorry; I shouldn’t lie right at the outset like that. I read the papers specifically to feed my anger. Maybe I’m afraid my bile … Continue reading

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