Probably my most unconventional V-day was the first one with Mark, because it happened to fall over Presidents' Day weekend so we were at the 24-hour science-fiction movie marathon that night. Might sound a bit premature for a 24-hour public date, but we both had our tickets for the marathon long before our first "regular" date on MLK day. ("Schindler's List" if you must know. Oh yes - it was my choice too. My god, we were doomed from the start.)

Oh, and to top it all off, my ex at the time, Scott, also showed up for the mararthon and decided to sit with us! I had prepared Mark that Scott might be there and he was totally ok with that. Not so ok with him sitting on the other side next to me for 24-fucking hours. I'll never live that one down.

I was thinking about all that recently because it doesn't look like I'll make it for the marathon this year. Oh well.

I'm really not into Valentine's Day at all. Too obligatory. I have a thing against that. At the same time, I do have some very precious memories of V-Day's past, which sadly were documented and almost immediately lost about a year ago. Oh well again. Better to have loved and lost, etc. etc.

My Dad and Jean are off to NZ/Australia today. They thought it would be a good idea to plan their itinerary to include a 6 hour layover in Chicago so my brother could show them around, since he just moved there in August. Then they land in SF for an "equipment change" (not what you're thinking) before continuing on to Sydney. So now my Dad is obsessed with having dinner with me in SF, since he got to have b'fast with my sister before she dropped them off at the airport in Charlotte, a belated birthday lunch with my brother in Chicago, (Dad had the lobster for $17 and my brother had half a lobster stufffed with crabmeat for $10, and naturally couldn't pass up getting the second half for only an additional $4 - my family is obsessed with food bargains), so having dinner the same day with the daughter in SF would be the ultimate hat trick. They even tried to get on an earlier flight to make it happen, but no luck. Sorry Dad! Maybe next time. I'll make sure I'm ready if your equipment change at SFO happens to be delayed though.

Damn, I can't wait to retire. I think my Dad needs a blog.

(e:Decoyisryan) - I've got tix for [inlink]decoyisryan,2[/inlink] Arctic Monkeys next month - I can't wait! Also been listening to Hard-Fi and The Editors. Missed both bands at a small local club [inlink]twisted,59[/inlink] in just the past 2 weeks for very lame reasons. There are so many great small and mid-size venues around here - I've got to get back on the circuit. And a lot of the 80s bands are coming around again too. Just saw Echo & the Bunnymen, and am going to see X again next month. Talk about an interesting musical crossroads...

p.s. - can I just tell you living in the SF rocks? 15 minutes to the Golden Gate bridge, 10 more minutes to the winding coastal curves of Highway 1, and a mere 20 minutes more to [inlink]twisted,8[/inlink] paradise. And the feeling was just as good coming back. I love this place. I feel so much better now.

Peace out all.

Haha. Just kidding. Maybe.

I just want to point out a few things before I go.

I'm all for political cartoons and irreverent humor in general. I like the way it can keep us from taking ourselves too seriously. Sometimes it makes me uncomfortable - but usually on behalf of someone more reverent than I am.

I am NOT for methodically "testing the limits of free expression" by intentionally lampooning one group's religious leader in a 12 cartoon spread just to see if you can get away with it. Do I think that should be outlawed? Of course not. Test the limits all you want. I wish it could be done more responsibly, respectfully, and/or discreetly than the Danish newspaper chose to do it. But I don't want to impose my moral conscience on them or on anyone else.

If you're a vegetarian and come to my house for dinner I'm going to make damn sure there's something for you to eat even if I'm a confirmed carnivore. Maybe hoping "accommodations" like that could be the norm on a global scale or in the media is asking too much. But can't we at least do that for each other on the strip? Is that really asking too much? Just give each other room to be who we are. (Well, who you are. I don't know who died and made me hall monitor, but looks like it's going to be a very short tenure.)

I'm sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable by stepping into this pissing match. Yes, I was stupid enough to think I might be enlightened enough [inlink]uncutsaniflush,152[/inlink] (I could not agree with you more (e:uncutsaniflush) - good post) to diffuse the situation and point out where "logic" was sometimes built on half-truths. No, I'm not the keeper of truth. But I can recognize when a person or group is provoked, then retaliate. No, the retaliation is not justified, and yes, it may very well be a much "worse wrong" than the provocation. But that still doesn't justify the provocation. Hate has come full circle, and for what?

I wish I could keep my mouth shut and just have my little journal here, but I can't. I have more to say, but no time to say it. I hesitate to post something only half thought-out considering how my fully-thought-out posts have been received, but try to hold that thought until I can finish. Then you can strap me to the stake and set me ablaze.

Interim update (not that anybody's waiting with bated breath) -
Just letting you know I'm taking my two smashed fingers (ya, I managed to smash the other one all by myself) to the beach. In my perpetually preoccupied state I managed to sabotage my night out last night, and I'm having no luck scoring a ticket to Violent Femmes tonight. So I'm doing the only sensible thing and heading for the beach. No more "words of wisdom" from me for awhile. So go ahead - string me up in the meantime and put me out of my misery.

Hey, this seems like a good idea. Maybe we should start a book club? If Oakland [inlink]twisted,139[/inlink] can come together through reading books, there's hope for (e:strip). Maybe start with the book (e:theecarey) mentions in her comment to (e:jessbob)'s [inlink]jessbob,136[/inlink] post?


And another totally unrelated news item:

GPS-toting pigeons latest flock of bloggers (WHY am I not a headline-writer?)

I just smashed my thumb helping my downstairs tenant break into her unit (don't ask). I would take a pic, but it's pretty trivial compared to some peep [inlink]matthew,634[/inlink] injuries. Matt - I hope you've healed completely! No more dishes for you.

I've had a few more thoughts on religion (don't worry! I'm not going to go there) and on negativity (probably will go there - some day). But for now just wanted a virtual xxoo to make it better.

So Steve called tonight. He's definitely the best thing that almost happened to me. I'm glad he still wants to stay in touch.

I don't think I'm going to make it to the beach this week. It's pulling me pretty hard too. So much for living in the moment.

Happy Year of the Dog! Woof!