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Bulbish
Gene and I went to the Albany Bulb on Sunday, seeking to escape the relentless techno and cheesy announcer at the Castro Street Fair. The Bulb, if you do not know, is a former landfill for construction equipment. Once it stopped being used, people began making art from the scraps. Now you can go wander … Continue reading
Piece of cake
People who like to come to my neighborhood without actually seeing me (and you know who you are, and I know who you are) should swing by the Castro Street Fair on Sunday. Why? Funtivities! (I hope there will be management parables.) I’m enjoying the World of Wonderment website, not least because one of the … Continue reading
Pick up, pick on
Buying your smokes in SF is going to cost you an extra 20 cents per pack, starting today. Why the price hike? So the city can use the money to clean up the cigarette butts you folks drop all over town. I get the rationale — we need extra cash, and right now it’s popular … Continue reading
Aw, man.
Five hundred business cards and no business. My dog paper went under. No more job for Kris. A moment of silence for all the dog news I will no longer be bringing you. Sigh.
FSF
After seven years in this seven-by-seven, I have at last visited the Folsom Street Fair. Meh. I was promised public masturbation, sexy leather daddies and deviance, but more than half the people there were just ordinary, boring tourists like me. Who let all these other tourists in, I’d like to know? What with me and … Continue reading
And whiskers on kittens
Have you ever watched a dog wake out of a dream? She simply wakes up. She can be deep in the throes of a real zinger, yelping under her breath, twitching her paws, and yet when you put a hand on her she calmly opens her eyes and is never surprised to find herself lying … Continue reading
Christmas already
In honor of the Market Street snowflakes, here are some lines from Christmas carols which I believe should be used in horror film previews. (This list works best if you read it in that scary deep announcer voice.) – he sees you when you’re sleeping – do you hear what I hear? – sorrowing, sighing, … Continue reading
Seen
I saw a woman in a burqa the other day, just her eyes peering out. Of course, she may also have been a badass ninja on her way to a fancy party. Now that would be a mighty unsettling thing to see around one’s city all the time, wouldn’t it? To be constantly walking down … Continue reading
The mail bunny
Our mailman is kind of the Easter Bunny of mail. There’s a short search I undertake daily for our mail: some of it goes in our locked mailbox, sure, but some can also be found in a large stack of mail that inexplicably gets left on the table in the lobby. This stack does not … Continue reading
Undecorate, unplan.
My resolution not to blog about it lasted exactly this long. For the last several weeks I’ve been very confused. I have other friends planning their weddings right now, and I’ve seen it done before: nobody seems to go through all the doubt and stress and general scowling that I’m going through. I’ve been assuming … Continue reading