Monday, December 31, 2007

Nearly 2008

I'm heading off to dinner with friends, but I wanted to wish everyone who stops by a Happy New Year. To my far-flung friends, take care of yourselves tonight and for the rest of the year. Do one thing nice in 2008, then call it a year. Make this the year of YOU!! Ha ha.

The weather is pretty good here in SF. Much better than where my family is right now. Windy and in the teens?! That's inhuman. Personally, I prefer ringing in a new year when it's not too cold. It makes me feel a little more hopeful. Well, just a little. :P

Have you set any pre'solutions yet? I haven't. Why dissapoint myself early? I'll wait until tomorrow to set the unattainable goals for 2008.

January, as you may know, is my birthday month, so I'll be dreading that all night. 29 again. It's getting tougher. I need to invest in some better lighting, I fear.

Botox in '08!! Now that's a candidate who'll do something for you.

Be good, be bad, be fruitful but don't multiply. Eat something weird. Kiss a stranger. Buy something frivolous (especially if it's for me). Most of all, have fun.

Toodles, y'all.

New Year?

I was talking to my mom the other day and she remarked how depressing it can sound to say "The year's almost over!" I agree. What's a year? It's an arbitrary (albeit astronomical) segmentation of our lives here on this planet. From today to tomorrow, a year will not pass--merely a day. One day.

So, tomorrow I wish you New Day, Happy Day. As always.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Reading Isn't Dead Yet

Opus on Reading

Friday, December 28, 2007


The party preparation begins!

Feel like going to the zoo?

If you're going to the San Francisco zoo, my advice is "think again":

Dec. 25, 2007: A Siberian tiger named Tatiana escapes and kills a 17-year-old San Jose boy and injures two brothers.

Dec. 22, 2006: Tatiana attacks and mauls zookeeper Lori Komejan, causing deep lacerations to her arms.

February 2001: A zoo employee is attacked and injured by the claws of a cassowary, a 5-foot-tall, 80-pound flightless bird native to the tropical forests of New Guinea and northeastern Australia.

November 1994: Two Patas monkeys escape from the Primate Discovery Center. The monkeys are about 15 inches high and weigh around 35 pounds.

May 1990: Veteran zookeeper Alan Feinberg is attacked and bitten by a 90-pound Persian leopard as a crowd of schoolchildren watches in horror. The keeper is treated for deep wounds to his head and neck.

February 1990: A keeper suffers a lower back fracture after being knocked into a 10-foot-deep moat by Tinkerbelle, a 7,000-pound elephant.

October 1988: Tinkerbelle attacks animal health technician Gail Hedberg, who was treating the elephant for an abscess on its cheek. The elephant knocks the technician down and does a headstand on her. Hedberg suffers a crushed pelvis.

July 1985: Two Patas monkeys escape from the zoo and remain at large for six weeks before being recaptured behind the University of California medical complex on Mount Sutro.

April 1980: Five female City College students are caught fording the moat around Monkey Island. Police officers find a dead spider monkey in a duffel bag floating in the moat. The women are later given suspended jail sentences and six months' probation.

January 1979: A male Indian elephant injures keepers, knocking one into the moat.

November 1976: A 175-pound South American jaguar escapes from the zoo's animal hospital, where it was recovering from cracked footpads. Zoo director Saul Kitchener fells the animal, named Buster, with a dart from a tranquilizer gun

February 1976: An antelope leaps over a damaged fence and knocks a visitor to the ground, causing head injuries.

March 1972: A 3-year-old girl suffers a broken jaw and deep facial cuts when a camel leans over a fence and bites the child in the face. It drags her over the fence and tramples her.

March 1971: A 300-pound female tapir escapes from her compound and is found wandering on Sloat Boulevard. The tapir bounds over two police cars, denting both, and then knocks a police officer to the ground.

August 1969: An escaped chimpanzee bites two keepers.

April 1968: Amos Watson, a visitor, is mauled by a 450-pound lion, suffering puncture wounds over most of his body. Watson had climbed over a rail and tumbled into the moat. The lion is killed by one shot from a keeper's rifle.

August 1967: Zookeeper Robert Caldwell is badly bitten by a 400-pound orangutan. He was alone near the Great Ape Grotto when Big Red, the male orangutan, reached under the mesh-covered bars and grabbed Caldwell's left arm, pulling it into the cage. Then Linda, a female orangutan, chewed on the keeper's arm.

November 1962: May, a 6,000-pound elephant, attacks her keeper, battering him with her trunk and butting him with her head.

December 1960: A 500-pound lion reaches between the bars of its cage and hooks the arm of a keeper, who has to undergo two hours of surgery for his injuries.

May 1960: A 125-pound black leopard attacks a keeper who had been feeding the animal.

March 1949: A polar bear reaches through the bars of its cage and hooks a visitor's arm.

Mike Huckabee on Pakistan (I mean Mexico, I mean Pakistan)

DOES Mike Huckabee know where Pakistan is on the globe? Is everything just "south of the border" for Mike? Do I see a whole new market for "Benazir Burritos"?

I seriously could not make this stuff up.

Story in the NYTimes

DES MOINES — Mike Huckabee used the volatile situation in Pakistan Friday to make an argument for building a fence on the American border with Mexico and found himself trying to explain a series of remarks about Pakistanis and their nation.

On Thursday night he told reporters in Orlando, Fla.: “We ought to have an immediate, very clear monitoring of our borders and particularly to make sure if there’s any unusual activity of Pakistanis coming into the country.”

On Friday, in Pella, Iowa, he expanded on those remarks.

“When I say single them out I am making the observation that we have more Pakistani illegals coming across our border than all other nationalities except those immediately south of the border,” he told reporters in Pella. “And in light of what is happening in Pakistan it ought to give us pause as to why are so many illegals coming across these borders.”

In fact, far more illegal immigrants come from the Philippines, Korea, China and Vietnam, according to recent estimates from the Department of Homeland Security.

Asked how a border fence would help keep out Pakistani immigrants, Mr. Huckabee argued that airplane security was already strong, but that security at the southern United States border was dangerously weak.

“The fact is that the immigration issue is not so much about people coming to pick lettuce or make beds, it’s about someone coming with a shoulder-fired missile,” he said.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Hey, Hipsters! Ron Paul doesn't buy this whole "evolution" thing

But, you go right ahead and vote for him. I'm sure he knows better than your Ivy League professors anyway.

Rand Got Hacked!!

Rand's MySpace page got hacked by a bot which subsequently posted a bulletin in his name. Ridic! I was, however, excited to see that Kim Kardashian may be nominated for an Academy Award for her sex tape performance. Go Oscar!!

Dear MySpace,

We all know you're a has-been website, but you seriously need to fix your security issues, invest in some infrastructure (the slow page loading is so 2001), and get rid of the bug in the system that makes the damn thing think I'm gay. I mean, really!!

Benazir Bhutto: 1953-2007

My condolences to Pakistan. My regrets to Pakistan. My shock, horror, and anger to Pakistan. You may have killed your best hope.

Benazir Bhutto: 1953-2007

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

I Blame Global Warming (and Illegal Immigrants)

Tiger Kills Visitor at SF Zoo

(12-25) 18:34 PST San Francisco - -- One San Francisco Zoo visitor was killed and two others injured early this evening after a tiger escaped from its cage.

The tiger that got loose was fatally shot while it was attacking a patron, said San Francisco Fire Department spokesman Lt. Ken Smith.

The attack happened shortly after the zoo's 5 p.m. closing time at a cafe on the east end of the zoo, officials said. The tiger cages are located near the center of the zoo.

The condition of the two injured patrons was not immediately known. It was also not clear how the tiger escaped.

The story on SF Gate

Monday, December 24, 2007

Yacy's Citizenship Party

She passed! And now she's going to La France?! It's true. School in France beckons and she will be gone for a year studying business. Drinks are on her when she gets back.

Rand and me Yacy and Rand Yacy, Rachel, and Christine

Utterly ridiculous, yet utterly entertaining

From the first "toot," I couldn't stop laughing. Does that make me a bad person?

And, no, I don't have anything better to do on Xmas Eve.

Shark of Wisdom

I like the Shark of Wisdom. His/her wisdom is esoteric--like mine.

Visit the Shark here: Shark of Wisdom

Happy Xmas!

I hope you all have a wonderful holiday, especially you, Mags, my most faithful reader. I'm sending Santa's little helper your way as a thank you. Enjoy.

Santa's Little Helper

Holiday weekends in SF

All kinds come out to shop in San Francisco during the Christmas season. Like this guy I photographed on Market Street on Sunday:

Xmas superhero #2 in SF

Xmas superhero in SF

Dude, Thunderdome was last week. This is Radical Faerie week. Jeez.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Cloverfield 01.18.08

I've become a billboard, but I can't wait to see this.

Easily, the best Christmas special ever

This was a gay boy's dream lineup for the holidays: Zsa Zsa, Oprah, Charo, Whoopie, kd lang, and GRACE JONES!!!

Seriously, this show was for kids. I miss this more innocent time.

And, in case you're not sure who Grace Jones is, here are a few more vids of this diva extraordinaire:

Listening to: KQED

Friday, December 21, 2007

Travelling this holiday?

I'm glad I'm not if this scene from O'hare is any indication.

Enjoy the peanuts, cramped seats, invasive body searches, and random blood clots.

Wait. Now it's sounding more fun.

Machete Sales Are Up!

It must be election time in Kenya.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

FCC Eases Media Ownership Rules?!

Fear not. This little blog will remain the free, independent voice of a modern-day curmudgeon who just happens to be hopped up on caffeine.

Liberté! Egalité! Et une verre du thé!

FCC story

I'm only going to say this once

Get some Chapstick, Michael Jackson!

I know it's winter and all, but there's no excuse for lips this chapped.

Oh, Burt (of the eponymous Burt's Bees), where art thou?!

Monday, December 17, 2007

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Queer Moment of the Day

Now, I'm not big on posting NSFW items on my blog and, I really don't think this qualifies, but I want to tell you it's rated PG-13.

I love this video. It's sexy, it's hot, it's funny, and it shows a comfortable intimacy between two men that is unthreatening and enjoyable in my opinion.

So, if the sight of two men kissing is too much for you, don't hit play.

Xmas Parties

So many parties, so little time. Here are a few pics from my co-worker Michael's party. Michael and his partner David throw an amazing party. Their home is decked out with 8 or more xmas trees. I can't begin to imagine the Santa Claus themed nightmares I would have if I stayed there more than a day. :)

Hit and Run?

Last night, Rand and I went to a wine and cheese holiday party at Sean and Blake's apartment. We had plenty of wine, pounds of cheese, and desserts to snack on. In short, I'm fat now. :)

Around 10 PM we all heard a crash/bang sound. Blake dismissed it as one of the many accidents that happen on Lincoln street. Little did we know. . .

When we left the party and walked out to Rand's car, this is what we found:

Rand's Car #1

Rand's Car #2

On the windshield was a note from the police that Rand's car had been hit by a drunk driver. They left him the case number and a phone number to call (a department that's closed until Monday by the way). Needless to say, as you can probably see from the pics, the car wasn't in great shape. The rear wheels on both sides were bent, making the car undriveable. So, we went back inside, called a cab, and went back to my place.

Poor Honda. I hope they can fix you or send you to a nice farm in the country.

To all you people who drive drunk: taxis are MUCH cheaper than your deductible. Give them a try, okay?

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Busy busy!

I know. I've been away for a long time. I'll be back soon with some updates--just for you, Brian. :)


Saturday, December 1, 2007

Friday, November 30, 2007

Avoid the Interstates

Apparently, our nation's interstate system is now an arena for waging an evangelical christian war against all that's unholy in America. Thankfully, we have Pat Robertson to show us the way:

It's beginning. . .

to look a LOT like Christmas. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Union Square Xmas Tree

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Take That! or "The Gayest Thing Since Robbie Williams"

Ummm, I am at a loss for words.

You are NOTHING without a Rolodex

The WSJ had a cute story today about clinging to the past in the face of modern technology and its inability to digitally represent the volume of your influence. Thus, the Rolodex is the thing to keep on your desk if you need everyone to know how many other people you know. Multiple business cards + unusable desk space + a penchant for being a Luddite = priceless business acumen and POWER!!

My favorite quote:
For Rolodex loyalists, though, part of the card system's appeal has always been that it displays the size of one's business network for the world to see. Someone's Rolodex is "a reminder to themselves and an announcement to others about who they are and what they have achieved," says Joel Podolny, dean of the Yale School of Management and the author of the 2005 book "Status Signals."


Two computer monitors, two telephones and a BlackBerry sit in the office of Jose W. Fernandez, a 52-year-old partner of law firm Latham & Watkins. Floor-to-ceiling windows reveal sprawling views of Manhattan, and the walls are adorned with Latin American art. But when clients and colleagues stop by his office, Mr. Fernandez says, "The only thing people notice is that I still have a Rolodex."

Read the full article here.

Listening to: Astrud Gilberto - The Girl from Ipanema

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Free Kasparov!

Gary Kasparov has been jailed for leading an "illegal" protest against President Putin's government in Russia. This would be similar to having President Bush jail the leading Democratic contenders in the upcoming election. Watch out, Hillary.

And, in case you have missed Kasparov, here's a clip of him on Bill Maher's HBO show "Real Time." I doubt you will find an American politician who is as cogent and clear as this man.

Listening to: Missy Higgins - Where I Stood

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Learn Words and Save the World

Now here's something that even Kevin will like. Vocabulary + advertisement = free food for the third world. What can beat that?

So far, 48 is my best score. Break out the dictionary!

Friday, November 23, 2007

Tryptophan Hangover?

I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving! I managed to snap a few pics to share. My thanks to Clark for letting us all take over his home for the holiday! Now, back to the leftovers. . .

Listening to: The Cure - / Pictures Of You

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The Plastic Age Has Passed. . . in San Francisco

If you don't live here (or if you do and haven't been to the grocery store this week), you may have missed the fact that plastic bags are now banned, outlawed, verboten at the larger grocery stores in San Francisco. I, of course, have used my hand-woven, hand-dyed, organic, fair trade, shade grown, pesticide-free, vintage shopping bag for years now. I won it in a game of hacky sack in college. Me vs. the hippies. I still thank them (and Mother Earth) when I go to Whole Foods.

I guess it's a good thing. Less plastic, less trash, fewer of these. I am, though, a little bummed that I bought a Simple Human trash can that was specifically designed to re-use those pesky plastic bags. Now what will I use? I guess I'll have to horde Walgreen's bags until another solution presents itself.

Farewell, American Beauty! We'll miss your translucent smothering love.

Listening to: Frank Sinatra - All Or Nothing At All

Crime Doesn't Pay

As you can see from this AP news item, justice is alive and well. Break the law and you WILL be punished:

Saudis Defend Punishment for Rape Victim

The Saudi judiciary on Tuesday defended a court verdict that sentenced a 19-year-old victim of a gang rape to six months in jail and 200 lashes because she was with an unrelated male when they were attacked.

The Shiite Muslim woman had initially been sentenced to 90 lashes after being convicted of violating Saudi Arabia's rigid Islamic law requiring segregation of the sexes.

But in considering her appeal of the verdict, the Saudi General Court increased the punishment. It also roughly doubled prison sentences for the seven men convicted of raping the woman, Saudi news media said last week.

The reports triggered an international outcry over the Saudis punishing the victim of a terrible crime.

But the Ministry of Justice stood by the verdict Tuesday, saying that "charges were proven" against the woman for having been in a car with a man who was not her relative.

The ministry implied the victim's sentence was increased because she spoke out to the press. "For whoever has an objection on verdicts issued, the system allows an appeal without resorting to the media," said the statement, which was carried on the official Saudi Press Agency.

The attack occurred in 2006. The victim says she was in a car with a male student she used to know trying to retrieve a picture of her. She says two men got into the car and drove them to a secluded area where she was raped by seven men. Her friend also was assaulted.

Justice in Saudi Arabia is administered by a system of religious courts according to the kingdom's strict interpretation of Islamic law.

Judges have wide discretion in punishing criminals, rules of evidence are vague and sometimes no defense lawyer is present. The result, critics say, are sentences left to the whim of judges. A rapist, for instance, could receive anywhere from a light sentence to death.

State Department spokesman Sean McCormack avoided directly criticizing the Saudi judiciary over the case, but said the verdict "causes a fair degree of surprise and astonishment."

"It is within the power of the Saudi government to take a look at the verdict and change it," McCormack said.

Canada's minister for women's issues, Jose Verger, has called the sentence "barbaric."

The New York-based Human Rights Watch said the verdict "not only sends victims of sexual violence the message that they should not press charges, but in effect offers protection and impunity to the perpetrators."

Listening to: KCRW Music

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Listening to: KCRW Music

Monday is over! Thank the Buddha!

It wasn't a good day. Drizzly and cool. Slow train. A ridiculous project at work that I had been putting off for weeks. Renee's out of town--along with 40% of the office--so it's quiet. I thought it would be a good day to tackle it. Little did I know it would literally take all day until 7 PM and that my allergies would decide to throw a party in my sinuses today. Ah, life!

It does explain, however, why I wanted to shout "Stupid, stupid, stupid!!" to the man who walked through the "Do Not Enter" turnstile at the Van Ness MUNI Station.

What? Me judge? No doubt about it. And it's getting less and less silent.

I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving if only for the long weekend that accompanies it.

Bon soir!

Listening to: KCRW Music

Friday, November 16, 2007

I have strep throat

I just found out about 2 minutes ago via email. Gotta love the Computer Age.

Now, Doc, give me the antibiotics I asked for yesterday!!!

Meanwhile, no kissing. Yes, that means you. :)

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

And so I said. . .

Picture me on the train this morning. As you know, I'm nursing a sore throat, minding my own business, surreptitiously eyeing any potentially empty seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I see someone I used to know. So, being the ever-gregarious Todd, I tapped him on the arm and said. . . wait for it. . . . "I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays."

My god! Did I turn 80 last night? A month of Sundays?! Yes, it's true that I grew up hearing this phrase, but I haven't personally used it in many many years. Actually, I can't remember using it in the past decade. Why today? What Proust-inspired remembrance of past things dredged this up from the seabed of my unconscious?

Alas. It's not like it really matters. I hadn't seen him in ages, was never really close, and probably won't see him any time soon. I fear, however, for my internal lexicon of catchphrases. What's next?

"I feel as old as Methuselah?"

"If the Lord's willin' and the creek don't rise. . . "

"So I told him I said. . . "

Oh, the possibilities are endlessly varied and all amusing. Pity me.

How am I feeling?

Here's how:

Monday, November 12, 2007

Bill O'Reilly is a f***ing idiot

There. I said it.

And his number is six hundred threescore and six

Surely, this is one of the signs of the apocalypse.

"The View" co-host Elisabeth Hasselbeck has given birth to a baby boy.

The 30-year-old celebrated the birth of her son, Taylor "Damien" Thomas, with her football player husband Tim on Friday morning at 7:06 AM in an Arizona hospital.

NFL quarterback Tim says, "We're thrilled it arrived safely. Both mom and 'son' are happy and healthy."

The couple -- who already have a 2-year-old daughter, Grace -- moved to Arizona in October, after Tim, 29, signed a contract with the Arizona Cardinals. Elisabeth plans to return to the ABC morning talk show after performing the proper ritual which may or may not (sources are ambiguous) involve Rosie O'Donnell's heart.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Women, Keep Your Men Happy or Else!

You have one chance in this life to keep your man happy. If you want to tilt the odds in your favor, then you should try Lysol. It's old advice, sure, but it's still good advice.

lysol lovequiz

Norman Mailer died today

This is a serious moment in literary history. A giant has passed. Perhaps not the greatest writer, but a giant in the world of letters nonetheless.

From the NYTimes: Story

Can you imagine Americans sitting down and watching this on television today? It's Marshall McLuhan and Norman Mailer debating.


Why do my Hot Tamales have magnesium hydroxide in them?

Why can't I find Flying Blind on DVD?

Why can't I watch and then return my Netflix movies?

Why do birds suddenly appear?

Why do I experience an existential conundrum while waiting at the crosswalk, with a "Don't Walk" signal, no oncoming traffic except for the cars wanting to turn right on red? Am I the only one!?

Why isn't there a Peet's near my office?

Why is ER still on television?

Why do we have to get and feel old?

Why can't I own a Canadian?

Is this a case of bestiality?

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Space Mormons to the rescue!

Now, can someone explain to me how this is different from Scientology? Aliens, gods, revolts, wackos. Seems very similar to little old me.


Halloween is an EVENT at Chronicle Books. All the departments pick books and create an entire show on that theme. Last year, the Production department won by creating a karaoke bar in our office complete with sing-along video starring none other than the Production staff. Too cute.

This year, the nod went to Marketing and Publicity. They staged a mini Top Chef episode (in recognition of the Top Chef cookbook that we're publishing). The acting was inspired and the show came complete with commercial breaks. Kudos to all!!

Production did a great job too (of course) and devised a WWF-style smackdown between the Ugly Dolls and the Softies. Members of the department dressed up in life-sized costumes. You had to be there to full appreciate it, but I've got pictures.

So, enjoy and start planning next year's theme!!

Since Kevin only wants light and carefree. . .

I give you Brenda Dickson.

Monday, October 29, 2007

When was the last time YOU went to the zoo?

And, the Tenderloin does not count. Well, I went yesterday to celebrate the birthday of one of Rand's friends. Adam was turning 27 (a baby) and he wanted to have a group of people go to the SF Zoo, walk around, illegally hug the animals, and just have a general good time.

I hadn't been to a zoo since I lived in Seattle, so I was looking forward to riding the giraffes and wrestling the bears (or do we only do that in Seattle?). My highlights: the owl that we nicknamed "Linda Blair," the meerkats, the giraffes, and the kid in the kangaroo costume.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Wednesday, October 24, 2007


Get your mind out of the gutter. It's not what you think. I watched "60 Minutes" on Sunday and one of the segments dealt with famine in Africa. Little did I know, the lowly peanut (thank you, George Washington Carver) may just be able to save thousands (if not millions) of lives. Behold Plumpynut!

Plumpynut on 60 Minutes

Friday, October 19, 2007

Weekend in Tahoe

I've packed the Popems, some socks, long underwear, my latest Netflix movie, and some Hot Tamales.

In other words, I'm ready to go to Tahoe.

Back on Monday. Have a great weekend!!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Turning those lemons into lemonade

It's troubling to read that housing prices are plummeting (unless, of course, like me, you find yourself in a region where you could never in a million year purchase a home unless you won the lottery). Real estate auctions (don't those only happen in the midwest or during a Michael Moore film set in a union town?) are becoming more common in California. Developers are selling homes for LESS than their formerly lowest asking price. What's going on?!

Well, I'm here to tell you that there's no cause to worry. In fact, I have a silver lining for you. You see, Google announced today that its earning for Q3 have soared even higher than analysts' predictions. Silicon is the new gold, my friends. Or, at least, shares of Google stock is the new gold. So, despite all this homeowner malaise, we have something to cheer about. We can take our shares of Google to the bank! Falling home prices mean Googlers can buy even more! I'm so happy for us all.

Really, though, there's nothing like the joy that comes from wishing overpaid Silicon Valley-wags a job well done. I'm thrilled. I couldn't be more ecstatic. I can't wait to become a member of the Google slave caste.

So, go sell your Google stock, buy that dream house. Just a little warning: the Revolution is coming!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Finally, something worth reading

Rand found this in the LA Weekly and told me to read it. It's intriguing, insane, human, and shocking. Journalism at its best.


The Life and Death of Jesse James by Josh Olson

I met Audrey back in the nascent days of the Internet, when we were both on AOL, regular contributors to a message board devoted to screenwriting. I was just starting out as a writer, and might have optioned one or two things for a few hundred bucks (if that), and Audrey was someone who enjoyed the witty banter of writers. Her posts were funny, acerbic, unsentimental and smart, and one of the many things we bonded over was our enormous admiration for author Harlan Ellison.

Eventually, Audrey (one of two people and a dog whose names I’m changing here) and I met in person, and found that the friendship we’d had on the Net translated well to the real world. She and her boyfriend Simon (the other name I’ve changed) became good and regular friends. Simon’s a nice guy — British, and a little distant and shy, but I always liked him. They were good friends to each other, but they made no pretense that it was about love. When they got married, it was more for convenience and legal gain. Simon always seemed like someone to whom love was a sticky joke, something to be avoided. And Audrey always claimed she liked it that way. She’d been through a lot of shit in her life, been married once a long time ago, and was happy with the arrangement. “He doesn’t bore me,” she’d say. “That’s better than love.”

As well as I knew them, I was dead certain about one thing all along — no matter what she said, or how much she stressed what a great arrangement she and Simon had, she was not happy. She loved him, or, at the very least, wanted love from him. She wanted what we all want — someone who doesn’t just understand us and laugh at our shitty jokes, but someone who’ll be there to hold us in the cold, dark nights and help us cope with the indescribable loneliness of finite existence.

Click here for the rest of the article

Thursday, October 11, 2007


It's chilly this morning. Where's my mink?!

Dear PETA, I'm kidding. I would never wear my mink to work.

I mean, I'm not a philistine!

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Gino, call home


I don't know Gino, but this sign is up all over my neighborhood. If you know Gino, tell him to call home. :(

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Public Urination: Dogs vs. Humans

I've been thinking about this for a few days now. San Francisco has a dog population of around 120,000. Every day these dogs go outside to relieve themselves, probably twice a day. I would be surprised if there were 100,000 people in San Francisco who urinate in public.

Why, then, is it illegal for humans to do it?

If we're thinking logically, this must be due to various prejudices. Either we can't help but sexualize the simple act of urination (gasp! we might see and/or think about genitalia) or we have chosen this one act to further criminalize homelessness (generally, the homeless are more targeted for public urination).

Now, I'm no fan of homelessness. I don't like panhandling, the rants of crazy street people, nor the general urban blight that homelessness causes. I do believe, however, that there is no reason for us to have homelessness in this country. Multi-billion dollar companies evade taxes, billionaires own dozens of homes and cars, and the government spends billions on a failed military strategy (and I'm hesitant even to call it a strategy. Had the military actually been allowed to devise a proper strategy, the current situation would be much different.)

So, the next time you're walking your dog, think twice before you turn your nose up and the homeless guy who also needs to relieve himself. And consider calling your supervisor, your congress person, your senator and ask about public restroom facilities.

SNL and the "I Ran" video

In case you missed it:

Thanks to Towleroad for the story: Mahmoud Ahmadinejad

Blue Angels in San Francisco

Is it wise to have the Blue Angels fly over the second most dense urban area in the United States?

Take a look at the newspaper. There are human beings flying these machines. And, they are machines. This can, at random times, add up to errors. Errors over rural Savannah mean that one person is at risk. Errors over San Francisco mean that hundreds or thousands of people are having their lives gambled with.

I admire the display. I am amazed by their skill. I am dismayed by their hubris.

More about this at the SF Gate.