Okay. That was a lot of pictures. But it has been raining a lot recently so I don't know when I will get another chance to take any.
In exciting news. Sunday is Modest Mouse. It will be my first Bay Area show. I'm pretty excited. Even though I've been told Modest Mouse is not good live. There are a lot of crazy good shows coming up: The Mountain Goats, French Kicks, AC Newman and Les Savy Fav. All in like the next two weeks.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Life is a horrible little giggle in the midst of a forced death march towards hell.
So today there was an end to the rain. To celebrate I went on a walk. I walked from my apartment near Union Square into the Financial District to meet Tanya for lunch. Then I walked to the Ferry Building and along the Embarcadaro. I came back up Howard and back through Union Square home. Here are some pictures to illustrate why I enjoy SF.
When buildings and art become one:
Big buildings in general. I find them to be soothing. Like a big stack of books. Okay, maybe not that soothing, but still pretty good.
The Pepsi campaign. I don't like Pepsi. But this campaign works for me.
Dirty Indian food.
The Embarcadaro. It's my favorite place to walk.
Britex. Four fabulous floors of fabric.
I mean, come on.
Many flower vendors. I was at Geary and Stockton and 3 of the corners had flower vendors.
Random sculptures. Everywhere.
Street cars.
And, of course, cable cars.
When buildings and art become one:
Big buildings in general. I find them to be soothing. Like a big stack of books. Okay, maybe not that soothing, but still pretty good.
The Pepsi campaign. I don't like Pepsi. But this campaign works for me.
Dirty Indian food.
The Embarcadaro. It's my favorite place to walk.
Britex. Four fabulous floors of fabric.
I mean, come on.
Many flower vendors. I was at Geary and Stockton and 3 of the corners had flower vendors.
Random sculptures. Everywhere.
Street cars.
And, of course, cable cars.
Friday, February 6, 2009
The delicate illusions that get us through life can only stand so much strain.
Here is the view out my window:
It's a beautiful city.
In equally depressing news - This weekend I finished rereading The Rum Diary for the millionth time. In theory they are finally making it into a movie. I really hope they do. It's definitely on my top 5 books list. It might be number one.
I am once again sick, however, prior to getting sick I was doing a lot of walking. I really do love this city. When I get over this cold I am going to go back to walking a lot and I'll take some pictures so I can share what it is I love so much.
It's a beautiful city.
In equally depressing news - This weekend I finished rereading The Rum Diary for the millionth time. In theory they are finally making it into a movie. I really hope they do. It's definitely on my top 5 books list. It might be number one.
I am once again sick, however, prior to getting sick I was doing a lot of walking. I really do love this city. When I get over this cold I am going to go back to walking a lot and I'll take some pictures so I can share what it is I love so much.
But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood.
Background:
In May I moved from San Diego, where I'd lived for 7 years, to the Bay Area. I lived with my sister in Mill Valley for 5 months and just this past November I moved into my own place in San Francisco. I live next door to a Tranny bar and a medical marijuana store. Everyone tells me that I shouldn't go walking alone at night. But that is when the really interesting things happen. Like when the super drunk/high man/woman stumbled up to me and said I'm the reason he/she wants to be a woman. That kind of thing just doesn't happen during the day. At any rate. Here are some words and pictures about adjusting to my new live.
In May I moved from San Diego, where I'd lived for 7 years, to the Bay Area. I lived with my sister in Mill Valley for 5 months and just this past November I moved into my own place in San Francisco. I live next door to a Tranny bar and a medical marijuana store. Everyone tells me that I shouldn't go walking alone at night. But that is when the really interesting things happen. Like when the super drunk/high man/woman stumbled up to me and said I'm the reason he/she wants to be a woman. That kind of thing just doesn't happen during the day. At any rate. Here are some words and pictures about adjusting to my new live.
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