(Democrat and Chronicle staff photo by Jamie Germano, )
beans
Please stop messing with my pants
It started off with small things. One morning, the cuffs of my pants were slightly shorter, almost imperceptibly so.
hobbies
Hobbies and mediocrity: you don’t have to be good at everything
Writing became something I had to be good at in order to share.
Features
Whatever happened to the dormitories of yesteryear?
Two images come to mind: One is of cinder block-walled rooms hidden behind brutalist edifices, and the other is of air-conditioned suites bathed in natural light.
