A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

I was recently asked in an interview about my hometown Fresno.  It's funny how people seem to think that I live there even though I moved to SF over 10 years ago.  It's true I do talk about Fresno almost everywhere I go and I have many connections to Fresno as my family still lives there.  The truth is that I learned a lot about life when I was there and use alot of the experiences in my work, and growing up there is a vast contrast to living in a city like San Francisco which I think grounds me from time to time and reminds me to be thankful for all I have up here. 

The other day a friend invited me over to his house to pick up some of the earrings he was working on for me and while I was there I had some time to kill so I decided to help him pick some weeds, cilantro feed some chickens and most importantly get dirty.  If there is one thing I miss about Fresno it was being surrounded by acres of grapes, pastures and a back yard that could hold a few hundred people.  I even had my first car parked in my old back yard for years shit everyone had a car or two in their back yard.  Anyways it was nice to find a little slice of Fresno in the back yard of a San Francisco home. 

BTW.  The strings you see coming down from the top of the stairs are used to grow hops to make your own beer.  We didn't have that back in Fresno, but we did have every ingredient to make our own salsa!