this weekend i did a lot of fun things like:
shoot guns, go surfing, sleep in, forget to work at the poetry reading i was supposed to work at (like completely forget until 24 hours later), get mildly molested on castro trying to help out a very drunk dude (pete got it much much worse), go hunting (nothing caught, many animals and birds spotted), eat weird mongolian bbq in some crazy small california town/strip mall, read the sunday new york times at atlas, go to the farmers’ market…
the list is in no order and goes on to infinity. also, i just put my video on youtube:
i also have pictures to put up but look, if i can’t make it to work that i am paid to go to, then i doubt i have the wherewithal to post pictures. good night.