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…near the Hastings campus on McAllister, woman with three big, fat textbooks, resting ‘em on a fire hydrant. Them law students have it tough in more ways than one…went into a Tenderloin sandwich store that’s really popular, very often a long line in front - not busy so had a chance to ask about this, only three customers in there. Didn’t get a clear answer - no need to ask, I guess. Tofu option, may go for that one day.
On the radio, nearly four thousand applicants for just a thousand jobs, somewhere. And a North Korean satellite launch, but some think it’s obviously a missile test.
Possible pun: “abasement” and “a basement” - “…there was abasement perpetrated in a basement…”
Doing laundry, Billy Idol song lyric came into my mind: “…nice day…not for a white wedding, but a…dark laundry…” Still sunny on a late San Fiasco afternoon, but just somewhat warm. Springtime, for Frisco, and Germany. (Mel Brooks reference…)
Had four paperbacks with me to pass the time while waiting for my duds in the suds: one about the power of the subconscious mind, by a Murphy, Roger L. Simon’s The Big Fix (set in modern L.A., compared to Hammett, Chandler, the classic gumshoes), Billion Year Spree (by Brian Aldiss - a history of science fiction - he figures the genre begins with Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein)…and Armageddon for Beginners, by an Australian Biblical prophecy End Times guy. (Here’s a site with the same title, but with a different perspective: www.thenutgraph.com/armageddon-for-beginners.)
Aldiss in Billion Year Spree, part about Eddie A. Poe’s place in the history of science fiction. He says the raven-haunted writer put a lot of his time’s scientific discoveries into his stories. Also, Aldiss notes that Charles Baudelaire was really into Poe, which I hadn’t picked up on. (Whole lot of good language in this Aldiss - such as “calumnies”…or maybe that was from a Poe work - sounds like a Poe word, a 19th century one - it means: a false and malicious statement designed to injure the reputation of someone or something.” Put that into your daily vocabulary mix and impress friends and family…)
Over to the market across California Street while my threads were washing - buck and a half worth of chocolate almonds tempted me, and I fell - about six cents each. Thought of a line for a female character, line of prose: “She began to view them with an accelerating degree of utter contempt.” (But…does “degree” accelerate? It would INCREASE…hmmm…needs work…WWPD - what would Poe do?)
Then around the block to another store for another snack - had a good idea, put those four paperbacks into the back pockets of my pants to free up my hands, which is the usual condition I like…paperback books, a pretty perfect design for information/entertainment transmission, cannot evolve farther. But could see getting one of those e-books at some point, like the new Kindle 2, but I can see the point in a joke about such gizmos that The Onion recently printed, something like: “Here’s a new device that makes it harder and more expensive to read…” - and…here’s a related Onion item making fun of Kindle Version 2-Point-Zero:
Commercial space at Fourteen-72 California still available - friendly size, small, like it. Fantasized a bit, visualized a while back, about how I’d use it…could select goods to be sold out of there - books, incense, non-perishable foods, music. Sell mainly online, tho’.
Price increase, apparently, of those 99 cent bags of chips, to a buck-29 - 30% overnight increase. Bought one of the old less-than-a-dollar bags of something, but those will probably be off the shelves soon. Good reason to give up over-salty snacks. And for sure, the increase in the amount of goods in the bag won’t completely reflect the higher cost.
Song I like thought of recently for some reason, Ini Kamoze’s “Hotstepper”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MS8UHOFk-KI . Actually, full title is “Here Comes the Hotstepper”…catchy number…to Wikipedia: “dancehall” is its genre…”extrapolates” part of Wilson Pickett’s “Land of a Thousand Dances”…featured in Robert Altman’s Pret-a-Porter…stands out, for me, among tunes of the Nineties…
In the laundromat, copy of Awake! - glanced through - article about water shortages around the globe…uses quote from Revelation about thirsting for “the water of life”…
Other guy doing his clothes, absorbed in one of Neal Stephenson’s big novels, laughed out loud at one point at something he read. A brother hardcore old-fashioned reader…
Leaving with my clean stuff, went back once to check the dryer to see if I’d left anything. Reminded of an obsessive/compulsive friend who must always check, more than one time, when leaving someplace, to see if anything was left.
During sleep, or some half-sleep state, thought of a possible new name: “Nos Ostros” - as in the Spanish word, “nosotros”. Currently using a slight change on Charlie Parker, “Parlie Charker”…
Play on the words “swore/swear” in a Katy Perry song: “…and I swore way too much/I swear you didn’t care/’cause we were in love…” Way with words has she…
Frederick Forsythe, novelist, on the radio the other day, talking about being in Guinea-Bissau recently on the very day a leader was assassinated - straight outta one of his books…said he was “dodging bullets” in Africa forty years ago but wasn’t wanting to be there again…here’s an article from the “Beeb”, the BBC: www.news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/7921847.stm.
Walking on the street the other day, stopped at a real pile of trash…I’m one that can find something okay, usable, in stuff discarded, but this was a real challenge in that department. Then past a corner store, widely-smiling Arabic guy in Western dress, talking to a comrade in native garb…and at Hyde and Post, a “ghost sign” on a building for something named Owl, and an actual smokestack, a remnant from another era…
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…Opulent Temple Massive - Treasure Island music event - happened yesterday -
www.opulenttemple.org/archives/000138.php - "a playatastic gathering of the community" - Burning Man thing, that's the community, I guess, referred to…some gigantic "Serpent Mother" sculpture involved in an important way…involving "the Flaming Lotus Girls"…guy named Carl Cox is headlining, if that's the right word. He says this about the event: "This isn't a festival, it's a gathering of people who're here to find out about themselves, be who they want to be and feel completely free. I've never experienced anything like it. The amount of creativity and spirit is just unusual and there's a real sense of community amongst people who don't even know each other." (More about the Serpent Mother: www.spectrum.ieee.org/nov06/4698.)
On a less dramatic note, a personal note, am using lavender incense, have started burning sixteen sticks I bought at Rainbow. Took me a while to pick that particular kind, out of several. Here's something about lavender: www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lavender. Now I'm thinking it may be too femme for a guy, but maybe not…fairly sweet fragrance, for sure.
Walking down a Tenderloin street, older white guy's comment, to no one in particular, about it being like Mexico around there - all the Hispanic types in the 'hood, he meant. Read recently about Aztlan, which I take to be a name given to Mexico and currently-U.S. territories north of there. Also, this: www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aztl%C3%A1n. It says it's "been used as the name of speculative fictional future-states that emerge in the southwest US or Mexico after the central US government suffers collapse or major setback…" A collapse of some kind happening now…
Pose of the area I was in: "The Tenderloin Parking Meter Lean"…am practiced in this posture…
The "Van Ness Avenue Greening" - sign for this seen on that busy street. Here's a link to a Department of Public Works site about "enhancements" being done to Van Ness:
Title I thought of for something: Cinema America…"cinema" and "America" have pretty much the same letters, so put together it's a euphonious phrase. (Well, on a search it came up for this site about movies: www.cinemaamerica.com/.)
Overheard line, woman on a cell phone, walking: "They're gonna take David's proposal to Genentech for funding."
Line for someone: "They occupy a particularly noxious niche…"
One-point-eight million dollars obtained for auction of Gandhi possessions.
Guy I e-mail mentioned something taken with psyllium seed husks for internal cleansing, but he couldn't remember what it was - later I thought it may be bentonite, as here:
Recent Civic Center protest for and against the approved ban on same-sex marriage…actually, myself, didn't know how that vote went. Saw some of the event when passing. Much fervor on both sides of that one.
Heard on the radio the idea that the U.S. economy is "starved of cash" due to too many people saving their money and not buying things. But the profits of tax preparers H & R Block "surging"…
In Mexico, "spiraling cartel violence…"
Currently at the Lumiere movie palace, The Wrestler, Milk, and Phoebe in Wonderland. (The last one features the younger sister of Dakota Fanning, Elle, I think - yeah, this says so - born in 1998: www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elle_Fanning - already been in several movies - was in Sean Penn's I Am Sam at the age of two…)
Looked briefly at an issue of Muscle & Fitness magazine at Walgreens, because of the Bruce Lee cover. Article specifically about his abdominal muscles.
Stone Foxes, Bhi Bhiman, Strangefeather, and Telegraphics - flyer up for their Red Devil Lounge show - this happened last night - liked the design, retro Sixties. Seven dollars in advance.
Defensive pedestrianism: guy walking towards me, seemed to have a weird little attitude, so I took slight evasive action long before he was close. Then a little later, guy moved right in front of me, too close - seemed focused on something across the street - looked like someone who'd been up too long, his move wasn't intended as provocation. Still, thought later I should've made a graceful, obvious move to avoid him, to hiss left, that he wouldn't have expected - not threatening, but perhaps a little surprising to him. I'm aware on the street.
Then two police officers talking to a gesticulating fat man who was sitting on the ground in front of them. Turned after I passed to see that they were cuffing him.
Passed a garage owned by a German guy I've known for a while, signaled to him with my upraised left arm - looked a bit like a "Heil Hitler" salute, but not totally, didn't feel that would've been a good joke.
Waiting on a friend to come down from his place, pink balloon bouncing down the street - symbolic? Balloon used in Fritz Lang's M.
Wanted information from my friend about A.A. meetings in the area - he for sure is an attendee sometimes. I had to do twenty meetings in forty days as punishment for two public drinking citations from the police.
Was with my friend for a while - bought him a coffee, and a very overpriced cream-filled donut, buck-50. Only for him, his choice, not something I'd buy for myself, and especially not at that ridiculous price. Also, he went into a Tenderloin Catholic church and kneeled to pray for a few minutes, and I joined him, coffee cup in hand. And I didn't take off my hat, either, which I guess I should've done.
Then, having parted from my friend, through the U.N. Plaza artisan market - have cash lately, like spending it - spent a few minutes looking through dozens of two-bucks-for-two ear ornaments that were spread out on a table…picked a blue-colored one made of five separate faux gems. Seller wanted to give me a little bag but I said I'd be putting one of 'em right on.
Then down on Market - guy I knew sitting there. Didn't owe him money but I asked him if I owed him a dollar - he said yeah. But when he asked for a second buck I turned him down - getting greedy. He likes his vodka, and it costs him two for it. But I have my limits to my spontaneous generosity.