Sour Particles

Didn't see John Wayne or Sandy and Kirsten.

Done walking for the day, walked over 10 miles. Started in downtown San Francisco where we saw some protesters laying in the street get zip tied and put in vans by Police in riot gear. I got the feeling the most of protesters were really fake, the kind of people who just like attention and acting. Well the ones who covered themselves in fake blood and were running around and screaming at least. Protesting seems pretty trendy. I wonder how many of them (the ones who were being really dramatic, not the ones chanting and holding up signs off of the road) got are failed actors / actresses. Honestly I would be much more affected by photographs that a lady running around and screaming about something horrible happening to her. I actually do not even know what she was trying to convey with it. Was she supposed to be an Iraqi woman? It didn't seem like she was supposed to be a solider's mother. She was calling out to Americans for help, did she want American citizens to pull out our troops because they are the ones who attacked her? The signs said impeech Bush, pull our troops out. Maybe I am just really stupid and everyone else who looked confused around her really understood what she was supposed to represent. Word to anyone who wants to protest, I'm open minded but stop the horrible acting and make sure your message is clear and not a confusing drama class gone bad soap opera. Anyways, next we walked down to the curvy Lomard street via Union square and some really big church.. Then to the warf for a beer and snack. And ofcourse we needed some sweets, ice cream, chocolate, etc. Then the almost final leg was all the way to the vista point on northern side of the Golden Gate bridge about six more miles. And then back across the bridge, it was dark by then so taxi to the BART station. Never a dull moment.

Cut a lime into 8 pieces. Pour some good sugar, I like Sugar in the Raw Brand (Turbinado) in the glass with the lime and crush. Add 1.5 ounces of cachaca (Distilled cane sugar from Brazil, not run of the mill Rum) and some crushed ice. Drink through a straw.

Blanco Tequila, Chambord, Cointreau, Orange Juice, Lime Juice.

That knife isn't sharp but you can never be too careful. This town is full of restaurants with identical blue water glasses as seen in the knife's reflection..

Lately I've been posting a lot of name brand stuff on here. I feel like I've kind of sold out, but I don't think I've ever made a cent from this blog so selling out doesn't feel too good. Anyways, I think I've had a Jamba Juice for five days straight now. I love smoothies, I've had better ones, but at least anywhere I go around here I can count on this place.

I took a small nap, now it is time for dinner. First up is the Maltese Bluefin Tuna, Japanese Setsuki Mackeral. Next is Sea Scallop Sauteed with Oyster Mushrooms. Then Crisp Niman Ranch Pork "Confit" with fresh corn polenta. Then Kobe Wagyu beef served rare. Then some desert, they just took my menu, so I didn't have time to finish reading what they are bringing out.

I was showing a friend the local natural foods grocery place, which by the way doesn't even have wild salmon. Most of the people shopping there are pretty much hippies and do not look like the kind of people who would use a good soap. But my friend found his secret soap there, I was reluctant to try it because I associated it with the dirty hippies (by the way, I have no issues with most clean hippies) because that market carried it. My friend assured me that they sold it at Trader Joe's back home, which eased my mind a bit. The label was insane, you have to read it to believe it, religious babble it seems mostly.

Here is a quote,"Each swallow works hard to be a perfect pilot-provider-builder-trainer-teacher-lover-mate, no half true hate! So each day like a bird, perfect thyself first! Have courage and smile my friend. Think and act 10 years ahead! And the man without fault? He's dead! Do one thing at a time, work hard! Get done!" And it keeps going, that's only a small fraction of the stuff written on the label.

As far as the soap goes, I like the peppermint cool burn it has, and it isn't a harsh soap. It does seem to make the water bead off my skin after a certain point during my shower, so I use a normal body wash every few showers, because I'm paranoid of some kind of oil buildup.

Ingredients: Water, Saponified Organic Coconut & Organic Olive Oils (w/ Retained Glycerin), Organic Hemp Oil, Organic Jojoba Oil, Organic Peppermint Oil, Organic Mentha Arvensis, Citric Acid and Vitamin E.

If anyone has any opinions or facts regarding its cleansing abilities, let me know. Or if you are interested in it, visit their website.

It is a pretty nice day out here. Hopefully when I get back here it will be even better. It has been a while since I gave the last update on my room. It has been pretty clean for a few weeks now. I even hung up two photos that I took on the wall, printed them out poster size.

Maybe I have a biased opinion since it is the only one I use. I trust it on camera lens, my phone's screen, getting smudges off my discs, and it works great, almost too good (too much light coming through now that they are clean), on sunglasses too. It is funny how the same size bottle of Zeiss Lens Cleaner (3oz) ranges in cost from 3 dollars to over 11 dollars. It is ammonia free too.

I have not been home for more than an hour total this whole weekend. I need a break, I need to rest, but I probably won't. This restaurant has a projector and is playing Bruce Lee flicks.

Today is looking up and might be close to perfect, for no apparent reason at all. Need to run some errands, but other than that it should be fun. And I probably won't even do them today. I'm hungry.

Potatoes are good in every form. Mashed potatoes are good, with butter and lots of it. Ranch, bacon, cheese fries are tastey. Seasoned fries with ketchup are a classic. Potatoes au gratin, did I spell that right? Well they are good too. And ofcourse baked and twice baked potatoes are yummy.

I was happy to to just have the souffle rise up in the oven. Even if it just made it that far along, I would have been proud of it. I made it with: butter, cream cheese, chocolate, cream, eggs, Grand Marnier, sugar and water. It didn't taste too bad to me, and people said it actually tasted good. But, you never know if they just bit the bullet and ate it even though it tasted atrocious. At any rate I don't think souffles are my thing, at least to eat, but they are fun to make. Oh, Christmas was fun, wet but fun.

It is probably time to take a nap. The last week was really fun. I did a wide range of activities. I saw some movies, from very different sides of the movie spectrum. I ate some good food and had plenty of Guinness to go along with it all. Good people, good times.

I thought the loaded fries (ranch, cheese, bacon) was going to be the highlight. Turns out it was a toilet seat cover that followed someone out of the bathroom, through a limo and beyond.

We made it! And it works! And we even couldn't find some of the orange pieces but we made it work and look good without them!

Well the room ran in to a bit of a dirty spell, if you can believe that. As I packed for the weekend I destroyed what thread of neatness existed. And when I got home it only got worse when I emptied my bags out.

Standing close to the flower, means you're close to the bee. Sometimes the sting is worth being near the flower, maybe the bee might change and stop stinging you one day, or maybe not. Only time can and will tell. (random?)

I hate those roads that have big chunks of the road sticking up in the middle of the lane, but I like this small little husky in the photo (she is finished growing). While I'm at it, Simply Orange is some good orange juice, I'm sipping on a glass of it right now. And also if you are looking for a decently priced automotive (or home) MP3 player, I suggest looking in to MPTRONIX Muzicvault for some people it will be a little too technologically advanced in some ways though. Oh, and after playing with a Sony PSP I've come to the conclusion that playing Wipeout in a moving car will probably make you sick. What other products should I give a free plug, oh Valentine One it is a rock solid piece of machinery.

Frenchy turned twenty-one, highlights (if you can call them that) of him for the evening would be loudly whispering to me "she's a big girl... ...she heard me huh?" referring to a large chested girl talking to us, falling down a 2 or 3 foot curb face first, getting kicked out of one bar and kicking a garbage can after I let him go on his way out causing two nearby bouncers to yell profanities and start to chase him down until we calmed them down, going in to the last bar and sitting down his elbow knocked over an amp which also took out a cello and caused half the people in the bar who were related to the band to want to beat him down, after leaving that bar punching a metal street sign and getting a big gash on one of his fingers, getting blood from his finger on everyone else around him and not even noticing he is bleeding at all, plus a lot of other things... ...and there was the random drunk dude who tried to start something with me, I pushed him aside and kept walking, then ten seconds later he's in a fight with everyone else, alcohol makes people act funny.

I love being tired halfway through the day and falling down on my nice pillows. Taking an unscheduled nap with the sun filling my room and some nice music in the background. Most of all I have to be laying down on my bed crooked or with at least thirty percent of my body either hanging off the bed or on top of random things left on my bed. Oh, and for sure the nap has to be one where I didn't know it was happening until I wake up, and then I keep laying there and snooze a little longer. Oh well, nap time is over!

While getting a little exercise we ran across a little dog. He had a collar so I approached him, and read it. "Orange Co., CA" with an ID# and phone number. Called the number and it was a vets office that was closed for the day. Took him home with us, called up some neighbors, one said it could be her neighbors, she asked if he responded to "Bud", we tried it and he did. She went to see if they were home, but they weren't so she came over to confirm it was bud, I was holding bud as she approached with her dog on a leash, he was about three times the size of Bud, but that didn't stop bud from unleashing a storm of barks and growls as I held him up in my arms. He has a lot of personality, I think that's you would call it. Sweet dog but won't let the big dogs walk all over him. So she said she would leave a note on the owner's door, 15 minutes later we got a call and his owner was on his way to pick him up. It was fun having a dog for a few hours. I think its also funny that his name was Bud, because not only does one of my roommates drink budlight non-stop, but also because my pal Butters, the Butt, I don't know, just reminded me of Butters since they were almost the same size and similar sounding names if you chop off "Ers" from Butters...

Tonight, went to dinner, then decided to watch a movie, had some time to kill, stopped by a nearby restaurant, had a drink at the bar, watched "Be Cool", it was really funny. Fun times, the weekends not over yet either.

Seven Layers of Hell, pretty tasty. The week is now over, nothing more to do until Monday really. I think I have a permanent Guinness addiction now, if they don't have Guinness on tap I freak out, and usually I just order an Amber Boch. I never really liked beer, but Murphy's and Guinness just are more me. Fried mozzarella sticks with ranch go good with taquitos, beer and liquor for a healthy square meal.

My bedroom is so messy, today my goal is to get it all the dirty clothes washed, old papers and junk on the floor put away, and vacuum. I think I might also want to move my desk and bed, although I can't really picture how I want them arranged. Not on my list of goals for this project today is to get the closet done, that is just a ridiculous amount of work right there, especially since most of the stuff from my room when I clean will end up in the closet. Lucky my closet is pretty spacious, in fact when I first moved in I slept in my closet because there were no blinds in the house, and my empty bedroom faced south. I even have electrical sockets in my closet, I had my computer in there for a while, just because I didn't want it in my bedroom. So now to stop writing and get to work!