Monthly Archives: August 2011
Audium
Went here with my boo this past Friday. Check it. Continue reading »
What a F%#@king Day
My premature Saturn Return has been ripping me a new one since October of 2009. I’d tell you the sob-worthy details, but I already put enough of my business on blast through this blog. Let’s just say things are horrid. But as long as I have the interwebz and a keyboard to type on, my worries will have another … Continue reading »
Pastiche Lumumba
Titled “And the Stone” Continue reading »
Wild Wild Young Men
Bicycle / Bicycle Porn / Glamour / Travel
To Soothe My Mode of Transport Woes
I’m getting really fed up with only having a bicycle to tow my ass around lately. Have been carrying books, laptops, chap-stick, keys, condoms, bike locks, bananas, coffee, lipstain, lunch, resumes, groceries, plants, wine, hats, notepads, shoes, #2 pencils, sweaters, vinyl, cameras, speakers, and six-packs on my bicycle. And this shit’s starting to get old. But I … Continue reading »
C’mon, Let’s Go
I am so much in love with this band, Broadcast. Though it’s been almost a year since Trish Keenan passed away and the group ended, her death still saddens me. But every time I sing this tune my dog jumps up—assuming it’s time for our walk and then I feel alight about it again. Continue reading »
Gathering My Bearings From the Weekend
Saturday Hangover Morning Cartoons After My Big Trouble in Little Chinatown
For those of you who weren’t there last night, you missed out. Fortunately there are places in San Francisco that still surprise me. My mother told me that my great-grandmother always used to say, “Don’t make the town too small for yourself.” Point taken. Continue reading »
