Monthly Archives: May 2003

Poetic, sometimes Political, Dreams

Iraq Memorial Never in Amerika!

Wadini’s activities for the evening. Post-11pm Burping & Farting Followed by some more burping. Thank you Taco Fiesta (on Mission Gorge).

War, apparently, is the new Peace.

What is this?

Architectural Charmer 2 Bedrooms & 1 Bath Hardwood Floors Throughout Freshly Tiled Kitchen & Bath Newly Painted Enchanting Window Covers Beautifully Landscaped New Fences New Stove Bay Window in Kitchen Detached Garage, Washer & Dryer Alley Access Excellent Value in Elegant Kensington Neighborhood

This seems an excellent response (of many) to your questions surrounding The Ultimate Reality Show

SARS

One of neatest things about Moula is how many smiles, giggles, and other generally positive responses her presence generates when we are outdoors. It’s like having a smile-machine. So instead of walking through, say, North Beach in my own little world, unnoticed and innoucuous, thanks to the little dog my presence is constantly puncuated with [...]

Really Guarana Chai is all that makes Monday mornings worth a shit. p.s. the navigation on that site is really burdensome and not at all fun and to top it off they have JS pop-ups to give you definitions. I mean hello this is not an arty farty site it’s a standard commercial “buy my [...]

Forward Progression, indeed. The concept is not unusual at all. Rather, it speaks to my current emotional state in a profound way. I need – at the very least – to have the impression that I am making progress. Without this sensation, I feel like I am standing still. If I am standing still, then [...]