Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Birthday Sex

All the way down 17th St. from Church to Harrison this morning there was a black sedan with all of its windows open riding along side me on my bike in traffic. The stereo was cranked and the chorus of the song that played was simply the words "Birthday Sex" being sung in a smoove and sexxy voice. I heard other words being sung in between the frequent explosions into the chorus, but have no idea what they were. It is something that I will enjoy pondering and perhaps, one day, finding out.

Monday, July 6, 2009

4th of fucking july

Had friday the 3rd off so took a walk up to Russian Hill and ate at West Coast east deli. Then went to that spot that I like on the steps overlooking the condemned Russian Hill Resevoir.
We sat there a while. I was looking at the sail boats and there was also an enormous cruise ship docked along the way. We resumed walking and came down through Ghirardelli Square. Saw one of those dudes adorned in a sparkly silver suit having his picture taken with those in line for an ice cream sundae. For "tips" of course.

Walked around through Russian Hill to North Beach and stopped for a drink at Kennedy's. Played a few air hockey games. I won. Sat outside near some French punks - one of them with multi-pierced face, the other with stand-up Mohawk. Half-listened to some girl at the other end of the patio talk about how she once paid five dollars for a cigarette...went to a Barnes & Noble and thumbed through Michael Jackson's life in pictures.

Took some pictures of Tim. Had fun with him.

All in all the 3rd of July and the 5th of July were the fun times of this 4th of July Weekend. on the 5th we went to the Marin County fair. That was actually really an adventure. and fun. and there were pig races and sheep shearing and I ate a corndog and went on the tilt-a-whirl and ate a gyro and went on the ferris wheel. I also stared for a long time at a llama.

What's the next holiday? Labor day? holy sheeeze...