Nice emails from leggy

I want the poo to be available for gchat though.

Cesar and Mission construction - mystery solved

Sigh. Big sigh. I've been watching the construction at the old Kelly Moore site at Cesar and Mission and was scared to find out what was going up. My guess that it was going to be a Walgreens was right. Gawd. We already have a Walgreens at 23rd and at 30th!
More info on the monstrosity.

Amuse Bouche at 24th Street BART

This week I've been enjoying a little treat before my commute. For $1 you can get a delicious little lemon poppyseed muffin and a dinky cup of homebrewed chai. It's all neatly cradled in a two-seater egg carton with a triangularly folded napkin. Excellent presentation!

Then what you can do is go down the BART stairs and enjoy your snack while you listen to the Manjo/Banjolin player, or the punk rock Johnny Cash guy. Let me tell you, this makes for a great start to the day.

Amuse Bouche Cart: You are great!

CA State Taxes

I'm spastic about taxes. I did them last weekend. I just went online to check the status of my CA State return and this is what was there!


"Your return has been received and processed, however, your refund cannot be issued at this time.

Due to the state’s persistent cash and budget problems, the State Controller has directed FTB to stop sending refund requests to the State Controller’s Office for payment. Refund payments will resume when the State Controller indicates there is enough cash available to make refund payments."

I want my money.

Another dream

I had a dream that the way you type text messages is to tap on someone's teeth with your index finger. Each tooth represents a letter. When you touch a tooth the letter gets transferred to a phone. In my dream I did this to a willing stranger on a park bench. She had long straight hair and big, straight teeth.

Barack Obama is scared of flammable chemicals

I dreamed/dreamt(?) that I was in a night class in some sort of pac 'n' save grocery warehouse place. It was night time and apparently there was a storm and everyone was supposed to go grab their things because it was going to be cold. People were dragging in jackets and sleeping bags. I went to grab my things too. This meant that I ran down the street to get my stuff.

My stuff, it turns out, was a glass carboy of homemade beer (funny because I just brewed my first batch about 10 days ago and last night we had to do an emergency transfer of the beer to a secondary fermenter so that the yeast would stop cannibalizing themselves and ruining the flavor). Anyway...I grabbed the 5 gallon jug ans ran down the street back to class. I put a wash cloth in my back pocket that was soaked in the special sanitizing solution used to clean the beer making equipment.

I was running down the street in the dark and Barack Obama was standing in the road and gave me a very serious look. He was about 7 feet tall and he reached down and grabbed the wash cloth from my pocket. He thought I was a terrorist because the wash cloth was apparently flammable. I told him how it was for beer brewing and made sure to touch him a lot on the shoulder so that he would like me. He took a lot of convincing but eventually he released me. He acted like such a cop, and in the dream I was super attracted to him.

This is what the beer looked like last night:

InBrief

In the spring my work hosted an underwear design contest. The winning designer was awarded with a dozen pairs of underwear with their design on it. We have a lot of left overs.

This is mine Fig

So the Fig has left for New York. Big and great things will be done by her AND I will visit, and gchat still exists and Skype and text messaging and the telephone. Several weeks before the departure we went to the beach and ran along it and sang lots of favorites like Bohemian Rhapsody, Hey Jude, Sweet Child o' Mine and The Longest Time.




Make sure you check out the fancy finger work here on the air sea weed guitar.

Important amazing things - Opposite day!

Shannen Doherty is back in a new 90210 spin-off. Hey, I didn't ask for this!

And...

I found this picture of Blossom, who now has a phD in neuroscience.



That is all. Somebody take me on a trip please.

Plane not so plain

I was sitting on my couch reading A Happy Death by Camus (which I just can't get into) and a plane flew by the window. I have old rippled glass so the plane looked like a giant inch worm crawling across the sky.

Oh, and please look at the gayest button ever.

The Rooster Curtains Process

My kitchen needed curtains after the departure of the cowgirl curtains. Kit and Shane thought that the new ones should be red, but that they should have roosters on them and not cowgirls. I concurred. They had no luck finding rooster patterned material so the solution was to make our own using potato prints. What you are about to see actually happened.

Iron square pattern into curtain fabric:

Carve potato masterpieces with farm theme:

Print on some test strips so you don't ruin everything:

Take the leap:

Be done with it:

The are of course now hanging in the kitchen and are much cuter there than they ever were on the banister. yay.

\o/ House Party \o/

Meet the guests





Learn the moves

Because I love Creme Eggs

39 pieces of propaganda

I didn't check my mailbox on Friday, but when I went into it on Saturday, among other things, there were 39 pieces of mail regarding the June third vote. Here's what the fliers told me to do:

(10) Yes on A - Parcel tax for schools
(9) Yes on B - protects health care for retired city employees
(3) No on C - Makes "moral turpitude" a felony, forfeiture of retiree benefits for certain crimes
(7) Yes on D - End holdover appointments
(10) Yes on E - Supervisor OK for PUC board
(3) N0 on E - Don't give supervisors more power
(3) Yes on F - Affordable housing in Bayview
(12) No on F - "F will dash the hopes of the Bayview"
(14) Yes on G - "Bring hope back to the kids of the Bayview"
(3) No on G - Brings luxury condos to Bayview
(1) Yes on H - Campaign finance reform of certain committees
(6) No on H - Lets mayor take gifts
(8) No on 98 - Ends rent control, bogus eminent domain reform
(8) Yes on 99 - Saves rent control, real eminent domain reform
(5) Yes to Geraldo Sandoval (Judge)
(1) Yes to Thomas Mellon (Judge)
(5) Yes to Mark Leno (State Senator)
(5) Yes to Carole Midgen (State Senator) - one flier disguised as a gay wedding invitation
(6) Yes to Joe Nation (State Senator)
(1) No to Joe Nation (State Senator)
(1) Yes to David Chiu (SF supervisor)
(7) Yes to Tom Amiano (State Assembly)
(5) Yes to Fiona Ma (State Assembly)
(101) Democratic central committee endorsements

Based on mailings, my prediction is that the following will pass: A, B, D, E, G, an 99.

My obsessive side is now satisfied and I can recycle.

Forest City - inhabited

Alicia and I went up the Tahoe National Forest a few weeks ago. We left early and went straight to Forest City. When we got there I was all grumbly because people were there. There was a young guy that rode in on his motorcycle and there was a family playing ball in the road and there was a piano on a truck and people were hanging out in the Dance Hall. We walked right by them because I didn't want to share!

So, we saw the sights:This one has got to be an E Clampus Vitus joke. I hope.



And then, while I was waiting for Alicia to use the one hundred and forty year old outhouse, a kid with bright red curly hair on a bicycle rode by and said that we should check out the dance hall. So, we did and ended up meeting the guy who basically saved Forest City several times over. First the forest service wanted to burn it and he stopped them, and then some dot com mountain bikers wanted to make a resort and he stopped them. He now owns half the town. His son grew up there and was the guy on the motorcycle. The piano that was on the truck had been originally made for the dance hall and was being donated back on this very day!

The dancehall has a museum in it. The Forest City guy talked about inheriting people's houses when they died and they would be filled with super old things...like one hundred year old downhill skis!


I donated 20 dollars to the organization dedicated to preserving Forest City. Then we left because one of the guys hanging out in the dancehall started trying to tell us that there was a "naked lady at the bottom of a pool" up the street. We didn't know what he meant, nor did we want to find out.

Things and more things

I have been a bad blogger. I haven't yet posted the video of Mr. Potato head being reunited with his ear. I haven't posted pictures from Alicia and my fabulous ghosttown/ icy river adventure, nor described the steak I grilled that was not good.

Other news:
My sister is having another baby, due in September. I will be a double uncle.
I'm not going to Alaska this summer (but will next year for certain).
I gave Mark the gift of everlasting life for his birthday and it finally died.
Leggy found my new favorite artist.
Mel interviewed me for her blog and it was great!

Super potato find

Two things:

First, I'm relying on Flickr to produce an abundance of Superhero wedding shots. Here are the first few of the super lovely wedded ones.

kj arrives on land, escorted by two strange fish

The run wildly and super-ly

Sean teaches super children how to fly

Second, for those of you who followed the story of the rescued Mr. Potato Head with no eyes and only one ear...my housemate's special friend was walking down Valencia and came across Mr. Potato Head's ear. He picked it up and brought it home to his house. Then, later that night he came over to my house. He had not previously known that I had found Mr. Potato Head. He took one look at Mr. Potato head, and knew it must have been his ear. The ear has not yet be reunited with the Mr., but the promise is there.

Stuck in Dulles Airport

I think I've been delayed at Dulles airport almost as many times as I have George Bush International in Houston. After a systematic review, George Bush International has a greater quantity of American flag shirts, both for sale and on bodies.

I took a red eye out last night. Red-eyes are always strange because, at least heading east, the sun only sets for a few hours...like being in Alaska, except I was on a plane.

The good news is that I'm on my way to kj and Sean's superhero themed wedding in Providence and I have an amazing costume. In preparation, I was supposed to have learned Mendelssohn's 'Wedding March' on Kazoo, but I haven't and the airport does not sell kazoos.
Pictures to come...

Airport update: They delayed us from 8am until 12:30pm, loaded us on the plane, let us sit there, then told us the plane was broken and we had to get off. Now they will give us an update at 2pm. They also gave us $50. Thanks United.

How to have a lucky day

1. Find a Mr. Potato Head on the street with feet stuck in his face and a disconnected butt. (this photo is a re-enactment)
2. Take stock of his body parts
3. Bathe him
4. Dry him
5. Enjoy him

This is mine boat

I had a gchat conversation with Leggy today:

me: If I want to go to the boat area, how is the best way to walk?
and where the EFF is it?
leggy tells andy
Allegra: hmmmmmm
hang on
me: otay
Allegra: i send you a map!

And then I got this: