San Francisco Saturday

It’s been a while since my last post about my long-ago vacation with Sarah. It seems like it has been a whole month since I was happy and frolicking on the mean streets of SF. Let’s examine our memories and take a trip back to those halcyon days of yore, when men were men, and women were also men, and — wait — no — uh…

We awoke on the Saturday of our vacation possessed of a ravenous hunger, to be satisfied only by a delightful hole in the wall taco joint not a block’s walk from our hotel.
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San Francisco Part Two

I’d hate for anyone to think that it’s all doom and gloom. After all, I did just go on vacation with Sarah.

We walked from the Palace of Fine Arts to Sausalito via the Golden Gate Bridge, then took a ferry back. I am terrified of heights, so I accidentally crapped my pants while crossing the bridge.

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San Francisco Part One

Sarah and I expected to do a lot, so I made notes on pieces of scrap paper and laid them out.
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And So It Begins

By “it,” I mean “the deluge of photos.” I will do my best not to overwhelm you.

Step one: the backlog. When I leave Minnesota, I will miss Pizza Luce. Sarah and I go regularly.
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Lee Friedlander I Am Not

I think the problem is my distinct lack of a Hasselblad.

While in San Francisco, Sarah and I went to see the Friedlander show at SFMOMA and then followed up by seeing his exhibition at the Fraenkel Gallery. If you’re in San Francisco, I highly recommend both actions. If you aren’t, you can see his work online on

This is a trickle to begin sharing images from our vacation with you. I barely understand what that word means.

This is a photo by Lee Friedlander that made Sarah and I a bit teary at the museum. I suppose that context helps, but hopefully you can get the idea from this image that I looted from the bounty of the internet.
Lee and Maria Friedlander. Cannon Beach, Oregon

Here’s my version of the same, minus the Hasselblad goodness.
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Wintersports All Over My Face

The other day it was warm enough to sneak out onto the roof of Coffman for shenanigans — and by shenanigans I mean enjoying a fleeting moment of sunshine.
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Saint Paul Children’s Museum

Sarah and I took Noah to the Children’s Museum the other day. I used to go to the Children’s Museum every time I visited Minnesota as a child — I think. This was not the Children’s Museum that I remember, because the Children’s Museum that I remember was fun and awesome, not, uh, boring and traumatizing? Look, evil shadow puppets! Oh, that’s triply redundant!
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Día de San Patricio

It’s all sugar skulls and green beer on Saint Patrick’s Day.

“Me wee electric car is more Irish than you, you focking Gobshite!”

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Family Breakfast

Lisa, Stan, and Noah went to breakfast with Sarah and me at Butter in South Minneapolis. I guess I’m not such a big fan of snooty breakfast places, but I will eat anywhere with the Keathlys.
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Eat Hot Lead

Zach has a new friend watching him at work.
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