Data Bear 🏳️‍🌈

Three years after my husband died, I’m still trying to prove our life together was worth losing his family. What I live with isn’t forgetting — it’s the blurring of memory. On the third anniversary, I wrote about grief, memory, and continuing without answers. www.dataandpolitics.net/the-blurring/

Happy Giant Phallus Shaped Iceberg Floating In Conception Bay of Dildo, Canada Day to all who celebrate.

I think Taylor Lorenz is a bad person.

A slave’s life expectancy on a Louisiana sugar plantation was 7 years.

Late Spring.

Disgusting. I regret ever volunteering for him when he first got into Congress.

Honestly, same.

SF, how are you voting on Prop D?

Sure why not!

I just got a hug from Megan Rapinoe and I may never be the same again.

I am happy being on this site, but one thing I miss are joyful interactions with local San Franciscans versus random sarcasm and aggression.

I am feeling more and more confident in my vote for Steyer.

SUSAN RICE.

On 17th St in the Castro, right next to the F stop, there’s a magical window that is always full of incredible, seasonal displays. A homeless man smashed it at 3 o’clock this morning. The owner is really upset and distraught. He has brought the neighborhood so much joy for years.