it is what it is, since mobility is a factor these days and vodka and vicodin will only take you just so far….seen at Ocelot, the ‘unindicted co-conspirators’ in the patio…Duane, John Russell, Don(ex-sidekick of DM) and the very sweet Emma…Carla’s got some news about her dental hell and Nelson, setting up early…i didn’t know he’d played at the Cadillac Hotel in San Francisco…trendy tenderloin spot….they call it the Tenderloin district because that’s where the action is…bums, hookers, dope and folks looking for action…
yet more shots from the Center for Sex and Culture’s show…’Hot Rods and Lube Jobs’….call it San Francisco Values…John Wilbur! animal….well, we knew that already but he’s bought into a coffee shop near Lex’ Cargo Room…why? damfino?
for whatever reason…karma? I seem to find or run into belly dancers…’popped into northern calif’s premier Renaissance Faire when i was north a few weeks ago…and yes, I’ve got her name and email…
since this is the so-called ‘early edition’ there’s not a lot of fresh stuff, other than the sight of Neil Craig at Pangea lighting off the kitchen, doing some kinda flambe stuff…and business..town full of weekenders, bands setting up here and there…lotta gringo tourists plus another onslaught of mormon missionaries…get rid of the cheap ties and the white shirts, ok? i was offered a job at a local church last week, where they had an opening for a missionary position…’too boring’, I told ’em…have you heard of ‘leaping tiger and flying dragon?’ i have no idea why they hustled my ass out of the church so quickly…but if Michael Jackson had gone into the catholic priesthood he wouldn’t have had all the problems later, eh? wonder what ever happened to his missing nose? at the autopsy, it mysteriously vanished…check Ebay…and Buenas Nostrils to you..
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