@withwhatwehave.bsky.social
Mama of many. Cargo bike pilot. SF transplant, rooted. Related to Parkinson's by marriage. Doing what we can, where we are, with what we have.
Go M's! Refuse to lose! (My ninth grade self is trying to claw her way all the way from 1995 to the surface.)
October 13, 2025 at 2:11 AM
Go M's! Refuse to lose! (My ninth grade self is trying to claw her way all the way from 1995 to the surface.)
Go M's--refuse to lose! (My ninth grade self is trying to claw her way out from the depths of 1995.)
October 13, 2025 at 2:09 AM
Go M's--refuse to lose! (My ninth grade self is trying to claw her way out from the depths of 1995.)
*sees open air drug use or steps around human poop on the sidewalk*
"Oh, SF."
*sees coffee shop oil lamp*
"Well, there goes the fucking neighborhood."
"Oh, SF."
*sees coffee shop oil lamp*
"Well, there goes the fucking neighborhood."
October 11, 2025 at 3:19 PM
*sees open air drug use or steps around human poop on the sidewalk*
"Oh, SF."
*sees coffee shop oil lamp*
"Well, there goes the fucking neighborhood."
"Oh, SF."
*sees coffee shop oil lamp*
"Well, there goes the fucking neighborhood."
While waiting for my drink I had to overhear the most insufferable conversation about why the Gaslamp is better than North Beach.
April 27, 2025 at 12:50 AM
While waiting for my drink I had to overhear the most insufferable conversation about why the Gaslamp is better than North Beach.
But they're downstairs. Where they can be seen.
April 27, 2025 at 12:50 AM
But they're downstairs. Where they can be seen.