Saturday, May 26, 2007

some observations, and a fact

the observations:

1. it's hot in the south

2. it's hard to deny that your mom has cancer when you see her wearing one of those bald lady turbans.

3. it's much easier to deny that your mom has cancer when you see her wearing a wig that looks exactly like her old haircut.

4. retirement communities are essentially the social equivalent of college dorms, except that they're full of older people and instead of gossiping about who is hooking up with whom, everyone gossips about who is potentially sick with what kind of ailment.

and the fact:

high school education wasn't compulsory in south carolina until 1988. yikes.

Monday, May 21, 2007


this is my "i'm leaving for a 2 week vacation during which time i'm going to eat lots of barbecue and then stay up for 5 nights straight while in new york" face.

this is my "i have to pack up all my shit before i leave because my office is moving from the mission to downtown while i'm gone" face.

this is my "nonprofit poverty sucks" face. no explanation necessary.

Sunday, May 20, 2007


someone on bernal hill has a sense of humor.

Friday, May 18, 2007

19th & guerrero

ps this sign was posted in the window of what used to be... a deli.

nyc circa 10/06

I told Claude months ago I would post his photo here. Claude, I hope this was worth the wait.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

el verano escondido

you can rag on me all you want for romanticizing the northeast and its four seasons, but i am just so sick of the wind and the cold and the chill. in less than a week i'll be wrapped in eastern seaboard humidity, wearing t-shirts at night... and probably cursing it, wishing for the fog to roll in. has living in sf for a decade made me that thin-skinned? even worse -- it's made me nostalgic for wherever i'm not. sad.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

we are all like balloons

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

clifford in my backyard

It was all I could do not to jump from my patio on top of Clifford the Big Red Inflatable Dog Bouncy Thing, potentially crushing the screaming-with-delight 7 year olds inside. Am I too old to have one of these things at my birthday party this year?

hola guapo mi amor

darth tater

easter crime up 30%