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San Francisco 2008 Gay Pride Parade.

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July 27, 2008

He Said That?
Sunday. After walking by the post office yesterday afternoon I did take a bus downtown looking to sit out at a table in the City Center and maybe have something to eat or drink. Walking into the center I overheard someone talking in the distance with a companion, just making out the words “Radio Shack”. There's a Radio Shack in the center and I remembered I had my digital converter box discount card in my wallet. Did they have them in stock? Why yes, they did, and now I have it hooked up. Most everything looks better filtered through the thing with certain exceptions, most of which can be clumsily fixed by fiddling with the rabbit ears. As you can see, life is ever more exciting in Oakland.

You've considered cable? Replace AT&T and save a bunch of money?

I have considered cable and I know with cable I'll watch ever so much more television than I do at the moment and that would be, well, less than sensible for an old fart photographer who's already living in a made up world. Next I'd have to have one of those TiVo things. Next I'd be ripping them to DVD, exchanging them with friends, selling them on the street for the exercise, finding a dead fish wrapped in newspaper one morning at my door left there by large burly members of a Television Cartel. If it wasn't for the fact I'm native born I'd be deported.

All this from a cable subscription?

That's the way it works in Oakland.

The morning's not bad, by the way, returning from breakfast before nine, the head reasonably clear. A barbecue later this afternoon in El Cerrito up on the hill so I'll make a run by Beverages & More later to pick up some wine.

In going back and working on the menus for the various years and months I re-read a few of the old entries. Embarrassing, most of them, so I read some of the recent ones. Better, but still embarrassing. Interesting to see how far back this sinus-head thing pops up in each and every fucking entry. Lordy god, a whole lot of what embarrassing is about. Add an unusual amount of pretentious crap and you've got, well, maybe an endeavour better lost. Permanently lost.

Permanently lost on the web?

Exactly. It's all there in every embarrassing detail. Not something you'd want to come back and haunt you if you were ever planning on running for office which probably means you're never going to see a candidate for President in the future who's ever had a Facebook account. Or running for dog catcher, for that matter, unless it comes to pass that everyone at some point has had a blog or a Facebook page or a set of sexy pictures on Flickr. Embarrassing crap won't matter if it's ubiquitous. He said that? She said what? So what? I said all that myself in 2022.

The photograph was taken at the San Francisco 2008 Gay Pride Parade with a Nikon D2Xs mounted with a 70 - 200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR lens at 1/250th second, f 2.8, ISO 100.