"malibu"

Still life with gym shoes and jeans.

I discovered we have naturally-occurring music-video lighting in our new apartment. Awesome.

spwing!

From top: - velvet da vinci - cityscape/morrissey! - (kramer/eraserhead) furniture delivery van @ soma - commuting @ financial district - downtown, construction

in honor of earth day

During our visit to SFO a couple of weeks ago, we noticed the United ground crew(s?) at our particular terminal cruising around on bikes! Did they ditch the golf carts? Is this a greening attempt of sorts? We thought it was relatively recent development, as everyone seemed to be having quite a good time riding in circles around the parked planes.

"dry"

fancy, soda.

emerging

(Exiting BART at Civic Center)

The last week and a half has found me working furiously on a project, head down, headphones on. Its been a long stretch here at the kitchen table, with much NPR for company. Sadly, it makes for less-then-scintillating blog fodder. Sorry about that! Things are looking up. Soon I'll start venturing out of the house again, and things will become (hopefully) much more interesting here.

suspended animation

@ Hapa Sushi

hive

Stockton St.

dancing on the jetty*

(*This is one of my favorite songs to run to. Love, love it.)

Started my day with a jog down to Fort Mason, along the water, out and back along a little jetty just north of Ghirardelli Square. The jetty/pier is basically just a winding stretch of concrete, littered with trash, grafitti, and signs prohibiting the catching of Dungeness crab (we saw someone get busted by the Crab Police last week).

It encloses an expanse of water in front of Ghirardelli Square and the maritime museum, and sometimes you'll see (crazy) people swimming laps there. For the most part this morning it was just me and a collection of pigeons and saucy sea gulls. No swimmers, but there were a couple of small sailboats out.

This is a good part of the run. No hills, just straightforward out onto the water. I like the hardness and non-quaintness of the pier. And when you get out to the end, you can look towards the city in one direction:

And towards the GG bridge in the other direction (if you squint you can just make it out in this photo. Its the reddish thing):

And in between there's Alcatraz (which I didn't get a shot of this am), making the 360 view a sort of 'best of.'

**Pls pardon today's image quality: all action shots taken from my trusty little Sanyo phone. !.

under glass

Union Square, lovely Friday afternoon, stopping off for (iced) coffee.

"was it worth it?"

Today is the 5-year anniversary of the war in Iraq, and San Francisco (like other cities) marked the occasion with a day-long series of protests. We woke up this am to a traffic update: a warning against trying to navigate through the financial district due to crowds, protesters and police. And I have to admit I wondered out loud (as the significance of the date didn't occur to me), what are they protesting? (hangs head.)

Arriving downtown shortly after 9, we missed the first big events of the day. I did, however, run across these three guys:

They were lip-synching "Bomb Iran" (to the tune of "Barbara Ann") and other songs, and were totally entertaining, in a jib-jab sort of way. Later on at lunch I wandered down to the "die-in" at Montgomery and Market St., where there were two-dozen people sitting in the intersection, surrounded by easily three- to four- times as many officers. And a brass band (which I *think* was trying to pull off a Rage Against the Machine cover at one point, A for effort...)

More events were planned for this evening throughout the city. J pointed out the protesting he saw was pretty mild; it did seem the police presence was the most stunning part of the day, but we definitely were only on the fringe of things. And of course I left the house this morning without my 'real' camera. You think I'd know better.

its a school night?

We've moved to a new neighborhood, and our commute to/from downtown now generally takes us through North Beach, making our bus ride just a little more interesting (until the novelty wears off, that is). Even on a Tuesday night the bars and restaurants are crowded: people are spilling out on the sidewalks, enjoying dinner/coffee/drinks at outdoor tables under cranked-up heat lamps. It seems North Beach is always on vacation.

(image: Jazz At Pearl's)

and in the distance:

Wonderbread.

like being there...

For a taste of this year's Valentine's Day Pillow Fight, check out this video by Eric Toledo. You'll be brushing imaginary feathers out of your hair by the end. (I love the next-to-last snow-globe shot.)

life is good

Sunday drive with headphones, pink car and buddy.

much deliciousness

Steaming on Clement St.

breakfast of champions

Oysters and coffee at Saturday's farmer's market at the Ferry Building.

how does san francisco say 'i love you'...?

Pillow Fight!!

This past Valentine's Day almost a thousand people convened on the Justin Herman Plaza near the Embarcadero for a gigantic pillow fight. (http://www.pillowfight.info/)

You can't tell from looking at these photos, but the air was full of feathers and fuzz, like a snowstorm of pillow innards, sticking to hair, clothing, shoes, etc. Apparently people stayed after it was finished and helped pick up the errant fuzz, as the plaza was pretty much feather-free at lunch the next day.

I went as a pillow-less observer, and it was pretty fun...