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Illegal parking 101: Don’t ask, don’t tell

June 3. Day 338.

Met up with some friends around 9. Destination: a bar on the water, in time for happy hour. The girl who was driving circled around for a few minutes and, finding nothing — not even an illegal spot tight enough to fit her Mini — moved on to the next neighborhood. Still [...]

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Are you a VIP?

May 18. Day 323.

Had lunch today with a friend who’s a pop music critic. Before I dropped him back off at his office, he asked me if I ever buy VIP tickets to concerts, or if I know anyone who does.

You know, he continued, pay a few hundred bucks and meet the singer, hang out [...]

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A blessing in disguise?

May 8. Day 312.

Bad news for a lot of my friends and acquaintances. This week, their company laid them off.

It’s happened before — this is the fourth or fifth round in a year or two. I’ve lost track.

But this one was absolute carnage.

So I wrote each of my friends who are leaving a note, with [...]

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Salary injustice, close to home

May 6. Day 310.

La Sorella called me this morning, flustered.

She took on a babysitting job in Seattle. A baby and a toddler. $10 per hour. It takes her an hour to drive there and back, not paid. Plus the family comes home late and doesn’t pay for the extra 10 or 15 minutes. Should she [...]

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Better price if we buy two?

May 5. Day 309.

Unt zee blogothon continues!

Eau and I ended up in Old Town. It’s Cinco de Mayo, you see, and Old Town is San Diego’s pseudo Mexican touristic mecca. Brimming with cute boutiques, women in old fashioned clothes and quite delicious margaritas.

We visited an old schoolhouse (from the outside, since it was closed), spotted [...]