Guess Who (Has Coronavirus)? In this two-person game, players use simple yes or no questions (“Does your corona carrier wear glasses?”) to pinpoint which of the game’s 24 characters is an asymptomatic carrier of COVID-19. But neither player has access to tests, resulting in an endless loop of “I don’t know. They seem fine.”…

How the Google Chrome extension made me an asshole — Several years ago, I pitched a story to an online publication. It was my first time pitching anything anywhere, and I was nervous about the usual stuff: how they’d respond, if they’d respond, and when they’d respond. “You don’t use an email tracker?” a friend asked when I confided my…

On transience, settling down, and community in San Francisco — Years ago, I wandered through Patricia’s Green in Hayes Valley. Amid the perfectly manicured lawn, various options for overpriced coffee, and a grimy Burning Man structure, I dreamed of the perfect life I could live if only I lived in San Francisco. I don’t remember where I was living at…

Why I brought my husband to my IUD insertion — “It’s because of Eve that you’re here right now.” My husband prattled, nervously, as I lay splayed on my gynecologist’s examination table, feet in stirrups and speculum in me. “Really, this is not the right time for this conversation,” I said curtly through the cramps. Despite his best intentions to…

Learning about love, relationships, and breaking boundaries through non-monogamy — Just pretend you’re meeting a friend. Nervously, I repeated my new mantra to myself as I made my way to my first date in nearly six years. Nearly six years, and it’s not like I’d dated much before anyway. Nearly six years, and I had no idea what I was…

Maybe this is what San Francisco needs more of — What happens when you get tipsy and decide to invite a building full of strangers to a party in your apartment? I recently drank a huge glass of wine and found out. Let’s go back to the beginning. This past April, I’d lived in my apartment on Fell Street in…