shake it up.

This last weekend was pretty awesome. Saturday was absolutely gorgeous. Bunny and I headed out for some nacho’s from Taqueria Can-Cun and then over to Delores Park. We brought along a blanket and some beer and books and layed out and talked and rolled around and hiked our skirts up to get more sun on our (okay MY) pasty white legs. We laughed at the kids playing at this one boy throwing himself down the hill. I wanted to dump this guy out of his hammock and steal it. There were lots of cute fucking dogs everywhere running, playing, pooping. The only thing that bothers me about Delores Park is the people that come out in bathing suits to sun themselves. There is no water, no pool, nothing you’d need a bathing suit for anyhow for miles!!! (okay so in San Francisco nothing is miles away, but at least a lot of blocks!) We were out there for about three and a half hours. Enjoying the sun, enjoying our beer, and our full bellies. Enjoying life going on around us, being loud, obnoxious and outspoken. I got a little baby sunburn which is almost good news. It means I’m capable of absorbing some sun. It took me 3.5 hours to get the palest shade of pink ever, but I did it. Too bad my legs are still oh-so-white, they have that blue tint to them.

Later that night I had a brownie, and smoked a little and was feeling very, very, very good and mellow and it was off to see the Pixies at the Greek theatre at UC Berkeley. AMAZING SHOW. Weird, but amazing. They played song after song after song after song with not so much as even a small break. No talking, no speaking, just singing and it was beautiful. You wish you were there.

Sunday I woke up watched some nature show with Bunny, then we were going to go to the Folsom Street Fair, but went and ate junk food and discovered that the Del Taco was Open, finally. We have a love affair with that place and it’s the first and only one so far to be open here. We didn’t get to eat there though, not yet. Headed back home and then I drove us to the Oakland airport to pick up my other roommate Leslie from the airport. It felt very nostalgic driving Bunny over to Oakland even to the same off-ramp we used to take when we used to party out that way years and years ago. She felt it too and commented on it. It just reminded me of how horrible I was. How I nearly killed us every time we drove home. How I would be so tired, so un-sober, or just really careless. But we are alive and well and so now it’s all a very distant memory.

Anyhow, the guys in my office felt mild shaking and wanted to know if we had an earthquake, I looked it up and we didn’t, but there was one about the same time about 200 miles south of here near San Louise Obispo. There were actually several. Two Magnitude 5 quakes a few 4’s and a couple 3’s. CRAZY LIKE!