Archive | February, 2009


sfcityhall@dusk En route to the Prop 8 debrief in San Francisco last night. A fingernail clipping moon hung directly over City Hall, and high above that, a little to the south, Venus.

A be-suited man paused with me, as I held the camera up to my eye. “I was just thinking the same thing,” he said.

He asked me whether I was heading to the forum, and I smiled and said yes. So nice that we were each so easy to make out, he from underneath his suit, and I, from underneath my watchcap.  We walked together and talked.

[To be continued,  here.]

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A study in lollipops

Picasso had his “Blue Period,” my son has his… Lollipop Period.

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No, really.  They’re lollipops.  He and his sister went with Mama to get  haircuts, and got lollipops afterward. His first lollipop.

He kept saying it over and over again: “Sissy n me got our haircut. She got a wed lollipop, n I got a lellow lollipop. And we shared a, we shared, a oowange lollipop. These are lollipops.”* And so on, ad infinitum. A little like the Jack Nickolson character in The Shining with the “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” sheets.

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On the upside Picasso also had a “Rose Period,” and then he moved to African influences, then Cubism (Analytical and then Synthetic). On the downside, the only thing I can see developing out of this Lollipop Period is a Sperm Period. And I can’t begin to convey how not ready I am for that. Bless him.


* And now you see why I generally try to avoid quoting him directly right now.  Treacle factor: 10.

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Boy attempts Multitaskers Anonymous intervention


I think he’s trying to tell me something.

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Weekend bonus shot, 02.21.09


Little Farm friends romp, Berkeley, CA.

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