Sunday, August 31, 2008
On Weed
"Sometimes, San Francisco works really hard to maintain its reputation." - Chris S., upon smelling marijuana smoke as we left the Giants baseball stadium.
Court date
As my girlfriend defaced a 100-year old structure in the gorgeous hills north of the Golden Gate Bridge, a park police officer stopped his SUV on the nearby road while looking in our direction.
This date just took a turn for the worse, I thought.
But, like most things lately in and around the Presidio Inn on Lake Street, the good times continued to roll.
The Giants scored enough runs to win Wednesday night. I took in the game at AT&T Park with Chris, the Inn's most recent guest, along with friend Jake and his bro and bro's wife. The sauerkraut Italian sausage was great, but the bun lacked moisture. Chris said the veggie dog was okay.
Me and babeskins and Chris and friends ate at Herbivore on Valencia St. on Thursday. We were exceptionally late, which the married couple didn't appreciate, though they had beers, and each other, so I don't see the big deal. I had the vegetable lasagna. It was a little spicy and the cheese (fake) was not really very creamy, unfortunately. But it was filling. Babeskins got the ravioli, again, spicy, but pretty filling and good. Food came quick. Chris's vanilla milkshake was good but i wouldn't pay 4 whatever for it, and it wasn't very thick. The salads were great. I'd probably go back there with other vegan eaters.
Finishing law school for the week, I settled in at the Inn on Saturday. Today, I went on a date. It started with an errand, taking back Legally Blonde and Borat to the video store (remember those?), and got better. Jamba Juice (Razzmatazz with soy for me) and then the Marin Headlands.
Skins and I had already exited the vehicle once in the Headlands, taking in the breathtaking views of the entire Bay Area. The second time we parked, we did so with the intent of checking out the outlying gun turrets and bunkers overlooking the Pacific Ocean's entrance to the Bay.
We got an unexpected history lesson after my GF wrote "I (heart) Pete" on the wall of a bunker.
"These are 100-year-old structures," the park trooper told us, and defacing them is a felony. He took our IDs to check our criminal histories, and asked us repeatedly whether we had weed, reefer, marijuana, or alcohol -- you know, "IPA, PBR," he said as I opened my trunk to be searched. If he weren't an officer of the law, I'd say he was jonesin'.
We didn't have any warrants out on us, the car checked out, and the marker was washable ink, meant for writing on windows.
"Have fun," the officer told us, as he handed the marker back.
And did we ever. We petted some horses, drove through a one-lane tunnel and then hit Sausalito's main drag. On the rocks near the bay, I did my best to give my girlfriend crabs. Those little suckers wouldn't sit still long enough for me to grab them, though.
The Bridgeway Cafe served us hamburgers, juicy with strong buns. The staff was friendly, and once the SUV moved, our sidewalk table had a great view of the sunny Bay.
A butterfly fluttered past us as we walked to my car. Stopping by the water's edge, not wanting the date to end, I tried once again to get crabs, but failed. Oh well, maybe next time.
This date just took a turn for the worse, I thought.
But, like most things lately in and around the Presidio Inn on Lake Street, the good times continued to roll.
The Giants scored enough runs to win Wednesday night. I took in the game at AT&T Park with Chris, the Inn's most recent guest, along with friend Jake and his bro and bro's wife. The sauerkraut Italian sausage was great, but the bun lacked moisture. Chris said the veggie dog was okay.
Me and babeskins and Chris and friends ate at Herbivore on Valencia St. on Thursday. We were exceptionally late, which the married couple didn't appreciate, though they had beers, and each other, so I don't see the big deal. I had the vegetable lasagna. It was a little spicy and the cheese (fake) was not really very creamy, unfortunately. But it was filling. Babeskins got the ravioli, again, spicy, but pretty filling and good. Food came quick. Chris's vanilla milkshake was good but i wouldn't pay 4 whatever for it, and it wasn't very thick. The salads were great. I'd probably go back there with other vegan eaters.
Finishing law school for the week, I settled in at the Inn on Saturday. Today, I went on a date. It started with an errand, taking back Legally Blonde and Borat to the video store (remember those?), and got better. Jamba Juice (Razzmatazz with soy for me) and then the Marin Headlands.
Skins and I had already exited the vehicle once in the Headlands, taking in the breathtaking views of the entire Bay Area. The second time we parked, we did so with the intent of checking out the outlying gun turrets and bunkers overlooking the Pacific Ocean's entrance to the Bay.
We got an unexpected history lesson after my GF wrote "I (heart) Pete" on the wall of a bunker.
"These are 100-year-old structures," the park trooper told us, and defacing them is a felony. He took our IDs to check our criminal histories, and asked us repeatedly whether we had weed, reefer, marijuana, or alcohol -- you know, "IPA, PBR," he said as I opened my trunk to be searched. If he weren't an officer of the law, I'd say he was jonesin'.
We didn't have any warrants out on us, the car checked out, and the marker was washable ink, meant for writing on windows.
"Have fun," the officer told us, as he handed the marker back.
And did we ever. We petted some horses, drove through a one-lane tunnel and then hit Sausalito's main drag. On the rocks near the bay, I did my best to give my girlfriend crabs. Those little suckers wouldn't sit still long enough for me to grab them, though.
The Bridgeway Cafe served us hamburgers, juicy with strong buns. The staff was friendly, and once the SUV moved, our sidewalk table had a great view of the sunny Bay.
A butterfly fluttered past us as we walked to my car. Stopping by the water's edge, not wanting the date to end, I tried once again to get crabs, but failed. Oh well, maybe next time.
Friday, August 22, 2008
summer movie round up
The Dark Knight (2008) -See RealGoodBuddies
Clueless (1995) - See for stoner humor, Alicia Silverstone (whither?), computer-assisted clothing ensemble choices, and heavy doses of before-its-time environmentalism, in the form of global warming and Pismo Beach Disaster Relief work.
Gummo (1997) - See for parentless Kids, self-destruction and depressed Southern life. Directed by Harmony Korine, who wrote the Kids screenplay. The backstory is that a town destroyed by a tornado still suffers its effects, with father- and mother-less children, etc.
I like the idea of a look back at a neglected town, but this movie leaves me feeling pretty hopeless. You get the feeling these people did not exactly have perfect lives before the event. There are touching moments, like when quiet Solomon works out with jury-rigged dumbbells in front of his basement mirror while his mother tap dances in her deceased husband's tap shoes. This movie makes me miss basements (see Chicago). But the only time Solomon smiles is while he sweet talks a mentally-handicapped girl he (or maybe his friend) paid to screw. I'm not sure what lessons I'm supposed to take from that.
The film makes good use of music, specifically black or death metal, arranged to cat-killing scenes. It was scary.
Clueless (1995) - See for stoner humor, Alicia Silverstone (whither?), computer-assisted clothing ensemble choices, and heavy doses of before-its-time environmentalism, in the form of global warming and Pismo Beach Disaster Relief work.Gummo (1997) - See for parentless Kids, self-destruction and depressed Southern life. Directed by Harmony Korine, who wrote the Kids screenplay. The backstory is that a town destroyed by a tornado still suffers its effects, with father- and mother-less children, etc.
I like the idea of a look back at a neglected town, but this movie leaves me feeling pretty hopeless. You get the feeling these people did not exactly have perfect lives before the event. There are touching moments, like when quiet Solomon works out with jury-rigged dumbbells in front of his basement mirror while his mother tap dances in her deceased husband's tap shoes. This movie makes me miss basements (see Chicago). But the only time Solomon smiles is while he sweet talks a mentally-handicapped girl he (or maybe his friend) paid to screw. I'm not sure what lessons I'm supposed to take from that.The film makes good use of music, specifically black or death metal, arranged to cat-killing scenes. It was scary.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Wherever I may (not) roam
SF Chron: Singer's metal fence has heavy impact in Marin
I dreamed about seeing Metallica last night, then I see this in the news. It's a sign. Don't go to Marin.
Friday, August 15, 2008
tao of pilaf
yin yang. i made dinner for my gf. we had pilaf, mandarin orange chicken, cream corn, and leftover pizza. plus vino (barefoot pinot grigio). dessert? rocky road peanut butter cookie sandwich. mmmm.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
fun times dudes and dudettes
I quit my job last friday (yay!) but start law school soon. I've been fooling around in The Grandpas and writing and photographing.
keith tanner came to stay and we saw the giants beat his dodgers nicely on sunday.
work had a nice going away party for me with Rocco's italian food delivered. i got a pen in appreciation for my five years of work and to inspire me to keep writing.
ate veggie (but you'd never know it) vietnamese at Golden Lotus in downtown oakland. we did not get robbed. it was fun, with brian and corinna, both soon to move to Germany. aw.. :(
did i mention i quit my job :)
keith tanner came to stay and we saw the giants beat his dodgers nicely on sunday.
work had a nice going away party for me with Rocco's italian food delivered. i got a pen in appreciation for my five years of work and to inspire me to keep writing.
ate veggie (but you'd never know it) vietnamese at Golden Lotus in downtown oakland. we did not get robbed. it was fun, with brian and corinna, both soon to move to Germany. aw.. :(
did i mention i quit my job :)
incoming
penguins are pretty friendly. they played with us through the glass at the newly remodeled california academy of sciences. the place opens to the public next month. click on the penguin to check out my Flickr page with more images.
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