a sore throat, some kind of cold and an ingrown toenail.

found a new cafe to go with the new place, and is happy. Caffeine!

getting ready to go gawk at Folsom Street Fair for the first time in about twelve years.

does looking around at the bar for the guy who gave him a ride home on Sunday does that mean I've fallen hard?

be at the Lone Star @ 7pm, if anyone wants to join up for a pre-FSF hordes drink.

his new place, whatever this neighborhood is called.

not as sad as he thought he would be to leave the old place behind. I think it's because it came to represent wasted opportunity.

where all these neighbors have suddenly come from.

all packed and ready to make the great move across town.