After moving out of the dorms, my buddy John moved into an apartment in a small complex on the Peninsula. It was nothing high end but had a small pool area with a hot tub and sauna. He was right next to the pool area and one could take a running jump out...
It was my last semester in the dorms. My buddy John already had already moved out and had his own apartment nearby. I was just sitting in my dorm room reading a book one afternoon, when my friend Sarah stopped by. I invited her in and offered her a beer....
When I went to college here in San Francisco, my friend John and I used to go to the beach at Fort Funston regularly, take along some beer and a frisbee, and lay out in the sun in lieu of attending classes. The beach was never really that busy except for...
It was another spectacular morning in the Bay Area. As usual, the first reaction was to call John and see if he wanted to go to the beach. His answer was an immediate yes. When I got to his place he asked me whether I had heard of a beach called Gray Whal...
It was the end of a brutally hot week in September. We had all just moved back into the dorms after summer break, and nobody seemed to have much energy for anything. Usually, there was a full calendar of parties, but the oppressive heat seemed to have eve...
