post - vacation stuff...
3:23 p.m.
hello, hi, how are ya?
wow, haven't updated in a week! i just couldn't bear to post over those pictures, ya know? plus, i went crazy playing with several templates last week, with pics from the trip. oh, i know, this one is kind of cold, all black and white, but it's made up of elements from s.f. pictures...the background for the text is the wall in the alley across from cafe claude. i'm just in a black and white mood, i guess.
i need to thank all the people that sent me text messages to my phone while i was down there...matt, adrienne...i even got some viagra text spam! what a world...
i've been weird the last week since i got back, not eating good, not walking, but i'm getting back on that horse today...the house is a mess, my pot's all gone (more coming soon!) i gave so much of it away on the trip, but that was fun, i'm not complaining...
the strangest thing happened down there on tuesday night, when j-rob and i were walking up bush, heading to dinner...we had just crossed a street, the wind was blowing...i had my black hoodie sweatshirt on, we were yakking....and all of a sudden my point of view kinda left my body, if that makes any sense...i wasn't actually looking at us from, like above or anything, but my perception shifted...and i was just a gay man in s.f., walking to dinner with...my MAN or something...it only lasted about 15 seconds, but it was so odd, like everything was different.
hmmm.
i mean, i didn't go down there to make a love connection...rob's partner just died. and jersey is far away. we just had a little boyfun is all, nothing i didn't do in junior high.
and i REALLY needed that.
that said, when we were in the bookstore at sfmoma, looking around, rob casually mentioned that he really loves frank gehry! omg! gehry is a big architect, he designed that experience music project thing in seattle, which i find so hideously ugly, though most of his stuff i really like a lot. i pictured rob and i having spirited debates on that shit, if only there was time....now see, a guy who knows gehry, and all the furniture and stuff rob's into...fuck!
i'm just saying...another time, another place...who knows?
we've been chatting every night pretty much...he sent me some live elliott smith bootlegs of songs that will be on the new album...and one of his new ones too.
FRANK GEHRY! i was ready to go look at china patterns! hehe...
at lunch with k. maria, the waiter had a tight black tshirt over an amazing chest, a shaved head, little elf ears, and a french accent...an interesting combination of elements. and one of the first things she asked me was how j-rob was doing, that was sweet. she wrote a nice entry about us meeting.
rob c. said he was proud of me going to amoeba, because i was stressing about the millions of cd's to look at...matt said he was proud of me just for getting my ass out of town.
i wish i'd stuffed a 20 into casey's backpack while he was in the bathroom at the hotel...i wished i'd bought that gehry book (pretending it was for me) and given it to j-rob when he left to catch the bus...
i feel really good about myself, i think it's gonna last a while...and i wanna go back to s.f soon.
ok, that's it for now. next time i'll get back to all the day-to-day stuff here in the sticks...oh, and thanks for all the nice comments on the pictures, it means a lot.
love,
- mk.