No, I didn't bring my laptop. Just a quick pitstop at home, then I'm driving back up to Stinson after a thing in SF tonight.


Looking left toward SF from the beach house.


Looking right toward Bolinas from the beach house.


On the lagoon side of the other house. A blue heron was standing on the neighbor's dock, and there are a ton of snowy egrets in the trees across the lagoon (also some cormerants, but you can't really see them in this pic.) Also saw lots of pelicans, but no great shots. Maybe later in the week.


Me this morning from the beach house. 11 October 2004.


Oh yeah - e:paul I stuck my toe in for ya.

Couldn't resist getting the scoop on the wedding while I'm here. Looks like a great time! Best wishes to the happy couple!

Time to get the hell out of Dodge and clear my mind. My friends are trying to convince me to stay for the whole week, and I just might do that.

The northern California coast is really beautiful and accessible. Just jump on Hwy 1 and you're hugging the narrow curves cut into the cliffs of the coastline with no barriers between you and the Pacific. It's just incredible. The beaches (near me at least) aren't built-up at all. And there are plenty of secluded spots along the miles of CA coastline where you can just pull over and claim your own private refuge.

Anyway, I can't wait. ;-)


Stinson Beach from Mt. Tam, October 2003

My mother always registered as "unaffiliated," saying she voted for the person not the party. Anyway, I liked the premise enough to start doing that too, although it's a pain in the ass and I can't imagine I could ever vote any way but Democratic. So why the frick did I do it? I don't know. Because I liked the fact that the option is there, I guess.

I still like the concept, and it was kind of fun throwing a curveball at the volunteers manning the voting booths, but in practice I've found I have to be very careful to check what it really means in my state every time I vote. Just when I thought I knew how screwed up the election process was, I find yet another way. (damn! didn't want to turn this into a rant. "La-la-la happy-place la-la-la...." Not working.)

All right, one last point, this time applying the logic I thought was inherent in the "unaffiliated" political label to sexual preference. Now that I live in the land of "pansexuals" and "heteroflexibles" et. al, it occurred to me: wouldn't it be refreshing just to be sexually "unaffiliated?" Fall in love with the person, not the gender? The rest is just logistics.

Crazy, I know. And the distinctions/labels do make it easier to communicate. But I still like the idea. Anything that widens the field for me right now sounds good.

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Oh, and to top it all off, instead of politically "unaffiliated" they now label it "decline to state," like you're hiding something. ("La-la-la happy-happy-place...." Damn.) Anyway, I won't be doing that any more.

e:paul, wow, you aren't kidding about the social-techno freak thing. And I mean that in the most complimentary way.

Has anyone read In the Beginning...was the Command Line by Neal Stephenson? I should preface this by saying I haven't read it yet, although it's been in my amazon wish list for a while. My lame-ass library doesn't have it, and right now my entertainment budget is largely limited to what I can check out for free.

Anyway, turns out it's also online. Ha! Now I can read it. This is really old school stuff, so may not be of interest to anybody else here. I'm still stuck on the Apple vs. MS wars.

Here's the link if anyone else wants to check it out:
(downloadable)
(text only)

I didn't get to make any costumes for Burning Man this year because my ex-boyfriend and his brother didn't go. I sewed two huge banners for their camp last year, along with various other acoutrement befitting the occasion.


Carl (my ex's brother, and my first roommate when I moved out here) wanted a fake fur vest with flashing buttons, matching hat and thong. I couldn't get him to model the thong for the picture so you'll just have to use your imagination. Final fitting on left, ensemble variation on right. I wish I could take credit for the pink vinyl pants, but I had nothing to do with that.

I have a weird habit of making abstract costumes inspired by some material. One time before my ex was my ex, I had carte blanche designing the Halloween costumes because he had a last minute trip to Germany. So I find these blue glow sticks in bulk and, well, the result is below.


Anyway, despite his jet lag or perhaps because of it, Mark went along with this. Although he did make an interesting point I hadn't thought of. He said he doesn't like wearing costumes where people have to ask you what you are. Hmm. I never thought about it like that. I guess I like to leave some room for interpretation. But that's just me.