by Robert Andersen
An exile takes an intimate look at his favorite city.
When the Golden Gate Bridge observed its 50th anniversary in 1987, so many pedestrians thronged the (nautical) mile-long roadway in reenactment of its celebrated Opening Day processional that Bridge District engineers feared the span was actually in danger of collapse. All that
by Richard Sterling
In which Crawling Lady gives Mr. Hat a poignant surprise.
I thought after the incident of the brat cat (the one I tossed across the alley) I might be on Crawling Lady’s shit list. And to tell you the truth, I’d rather be on George W. Bush’s shit list than hers. Of
by Richard Sterling
In which we discover the pain of separation, from a child.
I beat Heidi at a game of pool a few weeks ago. But it was too easy. She was very much off her game. I knew something was amiss. Over cokes afterward I asked her what the trouble was. She sucked
by Richard Sterling
In which we encounter cats, crumpets, and pirates.
I’d let myself get out of shape for while. At home I normally run around Lake Merritt (4 miles) four or five times per week. Burns off the pounds and keeps me thirsty for the suds. Win-win situation. So a couple of months ago
by Richard Sterling
In which we hear news of Heidi and learn about the importance of custom.
Miss Tittie is still without paramour. I am surprised. I thought she would fill the void immediately. I thought she would set off a bidding war! It’s about 11 p.m. right now and I just left her at
