Wednesday, September 24, 2008

This morning

This idea was inspired (some might say ripped off) by this website and the new book.  Both are loveliness at its simple best.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Train in Vain

I'm sitting in the Whole Foods in Potrero Hill downing a turkey sandwich before the Porchlight show.  This is the most gleaming, bright, appealing store I've ever been in.  It's a cathedral to fetishized eating, the apex of smug, groovy good taste. 
The Clash's Train in Vain is playing (I love that song!) and I am noticing that people on this side of the city do not look so much like people on my side of the city.  They are hipper, for one thing.  Grungy t-shirts, sculpted facial hair, tattoos, knit watch caps and flip-flops.  There is not a single old Chinese woman in a a down parka to be seen.  No retired cops or old muttering Russians with big hair and sweat suits.    
Sometimes I think I'd like to live over here.  But where would I park the minivan?

On another note, I found this incredibly funny.  
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