Taking no prisoners. Including herself.

I work across from the TransAmerica Pyramid Building in San Francisco, a wonderful spire that peeks above our infamous fog in a gesture of victory and optimism. Currently, the Pyramid is being renovated, re-caulked, and waterproofed by Rainbow Waterproofing. In August I had begun a journalism class in the evenings after work, intending to push […]


§8 · November 17, 2005 · Narrative, San Francisco glory · (No comments) ·