I guess it’s pretty obvious why people who frequent bars a lot are called “bar flies,” but I always get this image in my head of all these big, horse flies swarming around and getting stuck in a puddle of warm beer. They try to move about and escape,

This week, I am the lucky broke-ass who gets to house-sit my cousin’s awesome bay front condo in Marin. It’s it Larkspur to be exact. Larkspur is cute and quaint – and full of wealthy people who can afford to sit outside at posh restaurants on the patio whilst the