Now that December 21st, 2012 has come and gone and we’re all still here, there are a few different paths we can take in processing the “event.” 1. Go about business as usual as if nothing happened. 2. Make fun of anyone who took the end of the Mayan calendar literally. 3. Acknowledge that the world (as we know it) is in fact ending, and find the deeper lessons in it.
Living in San Francisco, I’ve come to appreciate and almost expect my fellow residents’ relentless drive for innovative use of urban spaces, to redefine what it means to live and interact with each other. Caused by an acute awareness of the role our wasteful western habits and a lack of imagination have played in creating uninspiring environments, there’s a be-the-change-you-wish-to-see-in the-world DNA in our blood that leads us to embrace alternative ways for sharing space. dig deeper
Today Sunday Streets returned to my neighborhood in San Francisco’s Mission District. Sunday Streets is an event organized by the City of San Francisco, MTA, and Livable City that creates a large, temporary, public space by closing off stretches of a neighborhood’s streets to automobile traffic, and opening them to pedestrians, bicyclists, and activities. Or to be more specific, a huge street party for old and young to come out and be human for a dig deeper
Yesterday was the kickoff to the 2012 Sunday Streets season in San Francisco, an event that creates a large, temporary, public space by closing off stretches of a neighborhood’s streets to automobile traffic, and opening them to pedestrians, bicyclists, and activities. The opener to what promises to be another glorious season of people-powered streets took place along the Embarcadero, from Mariposa @ 3rd Street at the southern end all the way to Fisherman’s Wharf. We’re dig deeper
by Sven Eberlein On a recent reunion trip to Schroon Lake in Northern New York, my friends and I took a day hike along the northern end of the lake toward Pharaoh Lake. I don’t know if it was just that time of year or if the moist post-hurricane Irene setting had anything to do with it, but within just a few hundred yards from the road we found ourselves in a sea of mushrooms, dig deeper
by Sven Eberlein A couple of days ago the 6th annual Bicycle Music Festival, the largest 100% bicycle-powered music festival in the world, took place in San Francisco. Starting at Old Cabin Meadow in Golden Gate Park, the event then went mobile with a Live on Bike performance ride from Golden Gate Park to Potrero Hill, with the night time portion of the event happening at the Showplace Triangle at 16th & Wisconsin. I was dig deeper
by Sven Eberlein For the past three months, my daily walk down the street has been seasoned by a small but quite lovely addition to the neighborhood. Whenever I’d cross the street at Valencia and 21st, a friendly, almost fairy-like voice would ring from around the corner, beckoning me with a cherubic “Hello Sir, would you like to try some soup?” While fate conspired for me to have just eaten or be on the way dig deeper
Today is the official launch of the new site!!! No matter where you stand on the state of the planet, there seems to be a consensus that things cannot go on the way they have been. We humans are creatures of habit, and some habits, like a good rhythm, are worth keeping. But there’s also a feeling in the air that something bigger and more fundamental within us has to shift, so that our daily dig deeper
by Debra Baida Changing the way we look at the world sometimes quite literally means to touch things we’ve deemed untouchable. In this delightful photo essay, Debra Baida shows how a dreaded weed unveils its magic, beauty and flavor if approached from a different angle. My literal first hand experience with nettles provided one of the most uncomfortable, if not incredibly painful, kitchen memories on record and an important lesson: never plunge your hand into dig deeper
by Sven Eberlein an ode to our local video store and why I still like going there… One of the great joys of living in my Mission neighborhood in San Francisco is that I’ve gotten to know many of the local business owners over the years. A lot of them live right around the corner from me, and it’s not unusual to bump into them while getting a coffee or a burrito, or while waiting dig deeper
