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My boss got married last week.

It was a really great time; Trent and I helped out a lot with the whole event (we really wanted to), and I’m super happy for Michelle and Miles. Michelle is more than just my boss – she is definitely my friend, as well. I’m glad the Corona Heights fog parted for her at just the right moment, and the wind didn’t knock down her chuppah, and the music kicked ass and everyone had as much fun as I did.

I’m also glad she had a photobooth, because these are some pretty great shots capturing the spirit of Team Temple: Continue reading

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A Great Dane in the stands at the Coliseum.

For realsies: Scooby is watching the ball game.

So, if you’ve met me in real life, you know that I’m a ridiculously loyal fan of my hometown sports teams — all of them. Detroit is a serious sports town. There isn’t a WHOLE lot else going on there to unite people besides sports, and most people you meet in Detroit have been there for at least three, four, five generations (let’s face it: people live in Detroit because they were born there, not because they want to be there — but maybe soon that will change?). They learned to love the Wings by watching them with their grandfather at Olympia Stadium, or they learned to love the Tigers like I did — by trekking down Michigan avenue in the summertime with their father and hoards of other fans toward the old Tiger Stadium, swinging pennants and singing “Bless You Boys.” Continue reading

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Airness, The Independent, 2012

Airness in action at The Independent: SF Regional Air Guitar 2012 Championship.

Yesterday, after our usual Saturday afternoon itinerary of Home Depot and dog park peppered with lots of scheming and dreaming about the house and our plans for it, we journeyed back into San Francisco for our first city-based social engagement since moving to Oakland over a month ago.  Continue reading

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Go East

Recently we decided to move to Oakland from San Francisco, where we’ve both lived for a good while now. And deciding to move anywhere in the East Bay (that’s where Oakland is) from San Francisco is big.

When I moved to San Francisco from Detroit, that was nothing. I just packed up and went. No one questioned why I would leave a place like Detroit for one like SF.

I just realized that westward moves always seem inherently positive to us ‘Mericans. But what about when you go in the other direction? That’s going back. Backward. Who goes east, my child? Continue reading

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