Another picture from San Francisco, just cause I’m bored. You can see all my SF photos here.

No overriding theme today, so prepare for rambling.

Having lunch with my friend Robin tomorrow. I call her my friend despite the fact that in the nine years I’ve known her, I’ve seen her on less than a dozen separate occasions, almost all of them by accident. The relationship that we have, such as it is, exists because in a very stalkeresque way, I refuse to admit than we don’t have one.

Wrote a script yesterday for a short film I wanna make about my experiences protesting The School of the Americas in Fort Benning, GA.

I’m so fucking bored with myself I can’t stand it. Going to see Alix Olson on Saturday. That should be cool. I’ll have to add her to the short list of performers I’ve seen more than once, along with Henry Rollins, Cibo Matto and The Jim Rose Circus Side Show.

Then the weekend after that I’m in Washington, DC.  If I can just make it through the next couple days, maybe I’ll be all right.