Robert Duncan

Vectors (48)

I crossed the Alps today. Except they looked like corn flakes bobbing in a bowl of milk.

Robert DuncanNovember 16, 2017travel, friendship, family, North Korea, Florence, Alps, restaurant, Northern California

Citizen Kang (47)

When Maria was approved and Kang was not, I ventured an improv about a Trumpland security stooge reacting to an application from North Korea.

Robert DuncanSeptember 27, 2017citizenship, North Korea, restaurant, Fairfax California, family, travel, Northern California

Breaking News from the Cul-de-sac (46)

That ether-mixed-with-garbage smell is drifting through again.

Robert DuncanSeptember 20, 2017racism, polarization, politics, parking, Northern California

Little Brother (45)

There are a lot of birthdays at Sorellas. They clog the tables. They strain the kitchen and servers.

Robert DuncanSeptember 14, 2017brotherhood, sibling rivalry, birthday, restaurant, Northern California, brothers

Hot Hot (44)

When the temperature soars in Fairfax, Roni and I have been known to ditch the vaunted camaraderie.

Robert DuncanSeptember 7, 2017heat, summer, Northern California, restaurant, San Francisco, Italian, Fairfax California

Wormhole (43)

Sometimes you hit a wormhole, one of those space/time tunnels that lets astronauts leap ahead.

Robert DuncanAugust 30, 2017mountain biking, Northern California, champion, hunger, poverty, restaurant

Little Sister (42)

My shirt smells like smoke.

Robert DuncanAugust 24, 2017sisterhood, restaurant, Northern California, Italian, Korean, Brazilian, chef, small town

Car Wheels on a Gravel Road (41)

No doubt about it, the Sorellas parking lot is cute. A funky folk-art replica of an Outback or Friday’s lot at 5/8 scale.

Robert DuncanAugust 17, 2017new car, parking, identity, hippies, restaurant, Fairfax California, Northern California

blackberry season (40)

i saw a man fall on the path today.

Robert DuncanAugust 8, 2017blackberries, picking, small town, Northern California, Fairfax California

Summer of George (39)

All that walking up and down the hills is part of a plan to get off drugs.

Robert DuncanAugust 2, 2017exercise, weight-loss, diet, walking, hiking, Fairfax California, Seinfeld, health, heartburn, gastroparesis

Comeback (38)

I hear middle C on the piano, coming through the jungle. C, C, C, C.

Robert DuncanJuly 28, 2017Northern California, Fairfax California, prostitution, nature, speakeasy, Prohibition

Twenty-three Miles (37)

I think I’m losing my soul.

Robert DuncanFebruary 9, 2017San Francisco, moving, marriage, soul, Fairfax California

Stop Breaking Down (36)

This has nothing to do with the unfunny topic of peace, love and understanding.

Fringe Festival (35)

We had a wonderful night, delightfully unexpected, and I wanted to write about it with all the joy it summoned.

Robert DuncanJanuary 26, 2017North Korea, brotherhood, brothers, hippies, language, unity

American Feijoada (34)

Half the time the Kangs go off-menu, as only a matriarch and patriarch can do.

Robert DuncanJanuary 19, 2017melting pot, Trump, election, North Korea, Brazil, food, restaurant, family, Fairfax California

Bust (33)

I used to call him Julius, stone-faced dude who presides over Table 10.

Robert DuncanJanuary 17, 2017sisters, Romans, Agrippa, David, Augustus, restaurant, small business, Fairfax California, Northern California

My Grip (32)

Enough with the Monster Storms.

Robert DuncanJanuary 12, 2017weather, webcam, hallucination, Northern California

New Year’s Eve Eve in the Parallel Universe (31)

We hadn’t been on the mountain for years — so long we took a wrong turn.

Robert DuncanJanuary 6, 2017restaurant, Mount Tamalpais, Muir Beach, stranger, criminal, spaceship, Northern California

Epistle to Kang (30)

Dear Rev. Kang, I should’ve sent a postcard from Amsterdam, I know. Six weeks was a long time.

Robert DuncanDecember 28, 2016Palm Beach, friendship, family, holidays, Christmas, Florida, Northern California

The After Party (29)

Guy called Noize sent his new record. Sought me out after a talk show about Kiss.

Robert DuncanDecember 20, 2016Kiss, Gene Simmons, holiday parties, wake, San Francisco, Northern California, grief