(Sign seen on a fellow biker's courier bag today. Ha!)

Full post might come later. But probably not.

My friend Larry has a photo exhibit coming up in Chicago. If you're in the neighborhood, you should check it out!



Damn, he's been to some amazing shows! Of course, he has a few years on me, and had the good sense to move to SF in the 70s. Which wasn't an option for me.

We saw Of Montreal last night at GAMH. What a fucking great show! Shades of Brian Eno and Oingo Boingo (although you totally don't have to get that to get them). Thanks to (e:Jason) for being the first to clue me into OM, or I might have passed. Indie, Outie, Black, White, Purple. I don't pay that much attention to what "type" of music it is any more. Oh sure, there was a day I thought anything post 80s was crap. Those days are gone. There's still crap, but I'm blown away by some of what's out there. I'm just glad I got to rediscover it.

Tonight is SWR at the Fillmore. Yeah, I've seen them a million times. I could pass this time, but Larry is into their new album (which I didn't even know about), so I'm ready to give them a listen. Plus, we're grabbing sushi in J'town beforehand. What more do you want? ;-)

My life has been chock-full of coincidences lately. When I started working downtown, I decided to have lunch with Mark's Burning Man sculptures. Took a pic while I was at it.



A few weeks later (looks like they're going to keep me, btw), I felt compelled to bring the camera to work again. That day they brought in a crane and a flatbed trailer to haul the sculptures away. I shot a few pics again. It was sad.







I love commuting by bike. That phrase cannot even come close to describing the experience . . . Maybe I'll try to describe it later.

weird week, in more ways than I can say here.

First, some scenes from a housewarming party:


Kitchen sink. Might as well make it scenic, unless you're oh so cynic?


My new neighbor/building-mate helped me hang my murals at 7am the day of the party.




Proof I can still out-drink someone!

The next day, my boss at Autodesk left the company abruptly. Hopefully they'll want to keep me around for a while longer, so I can make enough $ to pay my property taxes?

ps -- I wish I could show you this fabulous color of Cons I want to buy, but they are hard to pin down. I still have $40 credit to spend. No time like the present . . .

One of the great things about seeing a show on Thursday night in San Francisco is getting to hang with the band at Popscene afterwards. You know, get their autograph, take their picture, make out with them on the dance floor. Ok, I personally didn't get to do that last one, but I was close enough to watch!

I didn't do the first two either, but my friend Brenda did. She promised to email me a copy of the pix. Here's my crappy cell phone pic of her autographed ticket stub in the meantime.



UPDATE :



omg, Alex Turner is so freakin' adorable!

p.s. -- apparently, this is the userpic of someone who is completely undatable. I sure wish someone had told that me a long time ago. Could have saved me a lot of time and trouble.