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Tattoo Boo!

August 31, 2011 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader August 31, 2011.)

Say the name Lisa Fasulo in a San Diego tattoo shop and you may get blank stares from shop owners, employees, and hangers-around. Mention the Learning Channel’s one-hour reality-style … Read More

Shake Tree.com and See What Falls Out

August 3, 2011 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader August 3, 2011.)

In November 2010, Bernard Smith (not his real name) of Tree.com Inc. asked Peggy Gartin, leader of SD Tweetup — a local socialnetworking group with over 1100 members — to … Read More

They should not display their beauty

September 8, 2010 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader September 8, 2010.)

Over the phone, Maureen Slater sounds like a soccer mom. She uses words like “jammies” instead of pajamas and laughs at her own jokes (“I’m smarter than my husband, … Read More

Daddy’s Home. Now What?

May 19, 2010 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader May 19, 2010.)

On Halloween 2009, around 7:00 p.m., a sugar-crazed group of costumed children and their adult chaperones works its way through one of those North County neighborhoods where the rows … Read More

I do love him, but I won’t say it

March 31, 2010 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader March 31, 2010.)

Afra Khan, a grad student who recently emigrated from Hyderabad, India, wears jeans and a long-sleeved gray T-shirt that says SDSU across the front. Before I spend an afternoon … Read More

Africans, Asians, Hispanics. . .and Hipsters: Changes in City Heights

March 17, 2010 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader March 17, 2010.)

From the Killing Fields to the Noodle House

When Mark Lau was ten years old, he couldn’t add one plus one. On the day he began the fourth grade … Read More

I Never Thought I’d Become a Welfare Queen

January 6, 2010 |

(Originally published in the San Diego Reader January 6, 2010.)

Poverty does not become me. I’m sure it doesn’t become anyone, but it really doesn’t become me. I was supposed to be somebody by now, and by that I … Read More