goodbye for now

you have my heart, san francisco.

talking to strangers

it can go either way. you could meet boring people who are lame and can't hold a decent conversation for more than two minutes at a time OR you could meet people who are engaging, funny, intelligent, informed, progressive, sweet and interesting.

to the five boys we took a pleasant walk to delores park and had great conversations with (about origins, tsunamis, hybrids, slaughtering animals, costa rica, writing names in piss, gaza, sparky's, teaching peace, cacti, hip hop surf music, grace, meat substitutes, espanol, past lives, girls at bars, familiarity, the 28, part-time living, and the tendernob), you guys are cool. and not in a bad way.






[bummed i couldn't make it to sparky's.]

hermitude

what is it about this last week that's got people up in shambles? some of us can't get out of bed before noon. the weather's going crazy and the time change has made everyone swimmingly lazy. haven't been outside outside in days. what's going on world? waiting for doomsday?

dirty

friday night dancing at skylark with your girl. five different guys (which happen to be brothas) tryin' to get up on yo shit and grabbin' yo ass. makin' you come home feelin dirty.

and not in the good way.

austin street

there's hope yet

new spots

craigslist ad:
"Queer couple and our doggie are looking for one more human housemate for our great TriBeSa* apartment.
...



*Some call this neighborhood "Duboce Triangle," some call it the "Lower Haight," we call it "TriBeSa," the Triangle Behind Safeway."






watch out nyc! sf is catching up to your ass with equally ridiculous names!**
...




**it really helps though. i know exactly where this spot is.

crack bitch

quit persisting to ask for shorts when told "no" and then proceed to reach into my homie's pocket to jack his cigarettes. i might have to dropkick you.