Rob of San Francisco

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"From the time of their ride in the blimp, Bill and Ann were more interested in dirigibles than ever." --The Dirigible Book

Former art director at Stanford Press, now tending my garden in exile. Short stories in New England Review, American Short Fiction, Epoch, Zyzzyva, Fiction, and other impressive magazines.

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I was almost squashed by an ent this afternoon.
Just got back from another visit to Mono Lake, which always cheers me up.
Had my first check-up in a couple years last week, and vowed to make sure anything I eat from now on has multiple food groups.
Yup. That’s how they getcha.
As of this afternoon, Steve was still trying to decide how he felt about the red door.
It’s the first time we’ve had a house painted to match a favorite shirt. It’s been more complicated to explain to the neighbors than we’d guessed.
Way overdue to get the house painted. We decided we wanted directions to the place to be easy to give.
“We’re in the yellow house.”
“There’s only one yellow house on your street?”
“You’ll know which one.”
Steve adds another photo to his Tinder page. “I like long, atmospheric walks on the beach. If kelp makes you horny, I may be the next ‘special friend’ for you.”
Dream of a Tub and Six Throw Pillows
There must have been a time when soap that looks like Pepto Bismol was aesthetically appealing, or subliminally reassuring, or something. But establishments: it is no longer this time.