You may know her by the voice on the other end of the phone when you ring the office. Or perhaps by the accurately hand-drawn self-portrait that appears on clifbar.com. Why is this drawing so right on? Well, for one, the hair. Come March, however, Emily may just have to take another stab at this self portrait. Why, you ask? Emily fills us in. So... I’ve been meaning to do this for a while. I've always been identified by the gi-normous pile of curls perched atop my noggin. It’s been my M.O., my calling card and even my alter ego…

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I wish I a had a photo of the stairs I constructed today. Why, you ask? Liz and I have been working on the darn things for two days and apparently they were supposed to be 70 inches instead of 64. But that's how it goes when you have no background constructing homes; but we're learning! Lesson learned: measure twice, cut once. And the glory of it all came when we drilled the final screw into the last stair today. I have to admit, they were quite possibly the prettiest stairs I'd ever seen. Thirteen of us jumped on a…

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Last week a few of us went back to Double Rock community garden in San Francisco to install a greenhouse we promised Ms. Jackie we'd put together. The thing was like a giant Ikea project. If you've ever put together something from Ikea, you can imagine; the directions appeared clear, the parts all seemed to be there but the shear enormity was just overwhelming. I can't tell you how many nuts and bolts were strewn around the grass as we struggled to piece together different metal parts. And it was a bit dangerous too—heads proved their strength withstanding the brut…

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