a sanfran cis co miscellany

on the road to san francisco i saw the lord bright and folkish on the back of a semi truck. this was where my faith was at its strongest point. he brought rain. i was going 80...

and through my windshield i knew thisplace as displaced but home-like...i wanted to put the rainwater in my hair and osomotically be happy with the juice from another place.

in fields between kerman and fort tejon i lost my breath. the thrum of the road made promises in my face that will grow, poppylike from this day forward. hay, corn, almonds, alfalfa. fruit in me oh please, i need you more than ever.








four hundred miles or so.....my whole trip round way when i got home read 999 miles....symbolic of something tremendous i must spend the close days of now deconstructing.

save me oh save me open roads and closed city of stamen and hops and wax and cacao and coffee and things canine, feline sometimes wander me across the street against the light as undangerous as ever...i am tremendous...

a morning and a goodbye to fritsanbrisco

the morning view from my hotel in crackhead ass stank central 

woke up near 9:30 and since the ferry building market was not open until 112 i decided to just go to sloat boulevard nursery.......

and from there i made my way home, past wild p
oppies that i just cannot get to grow at home...

and i was eventually home

sand frersctisto continued....

the next day i woked up umm..noonish i think...went to lunch with the most wonderful kole, my old college roommate for a few semesters..

we talked and talked, he, about a year ago, got out of an 11 year relationship and i, a week ago got out of an almost 2 yr one......we ate at boogaloos in the mission...then to some bar, i forget the name....near the mission ....we walked 6 blocks but the monk's kettle was tooooo full...so we went to a dive bar next door....

kole is the type of fellow i would just love to hang out with all of the time......he has smarts, handsome as fuck...and never gets boring.....so we drank many bears and a shot of green chartreuse then went to our cars....i went back to the hotel then met my old coworker dave chin at green apple where he hopped in my car...we walked forever to several resto's that were full and ended up, regretfully, ended up at a burmese place called pagan......david, most graciously, bought me a birthday dinner..

then after i went back to green apple for an hour...then back to the hotel...a bit of a sad panda because i was to leave the next day...

the next day i woke up near noon i think....and i went to green apple books on clement...where i saw these

then on to amoeba where i saw this girl's ass crack...

then to

where i had these

rosemary potato with pesto and garlic cloves and a slice of spinach, sundried tomatoes, artichoke hearts and feta........oh i miss sf pizza...

then went to the trophy room..one of my favorite dive bars..i can sit in the back and relax...

this was what they had behind the bar...

then i met cynthia and april and april's hubbie dave at suppenkuche, it was PACKED....we got a table after waiting about an hour....

i had a big warsteiner dunkel

then i had

spaetzel with onions and cheese and

asparagus with bacon and a lemon sauce....

then i left them and went to the edinburgh castle where i drank a few..some friend did not show up so i went back to the hotel and bathed and drank...

need catsup and i need to catchup!

so where we left off....mark went and got poon and then some...he came into the room at about 5am..i was asleep, he left the room then came back, left the room then came back..he is a restless fellow when not in his own bed.....when i woke at thenthirty he was pacing and i ask him what was wrong and he told me that he had done something last night that he was not too proud of....of course my wonderful mind thought maybe he sucked a dick, a male dick.....a gay male dick....but no...he told me that his friend, the one he paid for sex, had asked him to put a finger in her asshole and then two and then..well you get the picture...she kept pushing back on his hand and she all but demanded that he fist her ass and he did...with reckless abandon....and she did not not like it....he said she was smiling or something...the whole day i caught him looking at his hand in awe...

so he and i went over this

and through this

to this:

russian river brewing, a mecca for those who enjoy the better beers in life..., if you look close you can see mark's refelection in the window near the cask.....here is the board of beers

and we had this sampler of beers

which contained: avd blonde, o.v.l. stout, happy hops, blind pig, pliny the elder, blonde ale, little white lie, noble experiment, damnation, salvation, supplication, consecration, temptation and i forget the last one...

then we ate pretty good hot wings..the medium was pretty spicy...and then we had this pizza: feta, spinach, and sausage..

so long and on the road to

lagunitas brewing in petaluma, petaloooooooma.....we got there early so mark and i sat outside and talked about tits and books.

i had a sample of the undercover something something and then the hop stoopid then the maximus then hairy eyeball...then off and over the bridge to hercules...where i had the most amazing thing in my mouth since my girlfriend was last treating me well...

kinders meats......i had their jamaican lerk pork sandwich and i was floored...such subtle flavors...the perfect crust on the roll.....and the sauce was something out of my world...then i went with mark to his local watering hole

and we had these

then i dropped mark off and went back to sf...

tonight....well...today...i left bakersfield at around ummm....eleven with my car that works.....drove str8 to hercules to get my friend/drinking buddy/college roommate mark....got there round umm....4:17...now mind you i am buzzed nicely as i am writing this...so times do skew....we got to the hotel around ummm...i wanna say 7:30 and i called my wonderful superduper friend cynthia and we met her and her friend joanna at burma superstar at 8:15...

cynthia is one of those most stunning genuine friends......well..that is another post for another time..anyways we ate like superheroes....wonderpersons.....

this picture does not do justice to the sublime meal we all had......we ordered many dishes and shared......pea shoots in white wine and garlic........garlic noodles with broccoli....chicken in black bean sauce with asparagus and lotus root....shrimp with garlic and chili sauce...rainbow salad with so many wonderful things and also tea leaf salad with..an equal amount of wow and yum...we left satiated and blessed....mark and i drove to the hotel to relax then headed out to bourbon and branch..the speakeasy in the tenderloin....

this is the second drink i ordered and it was their version of the gimlet...with gin...cucumber, elderflower, lime juice, orange bitters and champagne.....

soo tasty but 11 dollars......this is a special occasion drin or if you are big willie then feel free....

we each had three drinks....when i am more sober i may write about them........we then left and hurried down to the brown jug which is a decent dive bar but the doors were padlocked!!..so we walked past dealers and hookers....one chocolate cutie that caught my eye...she crossed the street as i was also crossing and as she passed she said "see how you are..."....mark and i were looking for the closest bar..bc it was quite close to 1:15 then.....so we went to this one place...the deco lounge....i had no idea but as i went in i joked to mark "what is this.....a gay bar???"..then we went in and it was all men....and of course i still wasn't sure....mark went to the rr and i ordered 4 buds, 2 for each of us and then i looked up at the tvs behind the bar and i saw two well hung latino guys jacking off onto a nice abbed white boy...and it was then that i made my informed decision that this was in fact a gay bar.....mark and i went to the back of the bar near the pool tables and drank.....near 2 we took out beers (he had ordered another round of 4) to the front bar..and finished them...left and walked back to the most wonderful civic center inn...keeping an eye out for the chocolate prostitute that had previously eyed us.....no dice..we had no dukes.....

so back at the hotel we both take shits and mark showers....he gets it into his mind that he wants to fuck this one hooker that used to work near him....and he calls her..she is available and so with regret ...he thinks it bothers me i tell him good on you..bring back some panties.....he leaves this hotel room at about three a.m. in search of sure poon...

i myself am listening to some brahms on the tv.....typing this and finishing a few beers......soon i will go to bed and maybe try to jack off....fail and fall asleep....

tomorrow is gonna be super

oh...this is a picture of mark in the elevator that smelled like piss and fear...

what a week...

so the gf and i broked up.....you see..when i do not immediately blog about something i forget the details.....but ....it was a sort of consensus. we broke up wednesday april 14th...we met at the same starbucks that we had our first date at..and as we were weeping fucking billie holiday was singing "lover come back to me".....this time..i was the one to make the decision...i told her we could either break up then and there or she could choose to stay with me and i told her the things i would no longer put up with.....the distance between us, the lack of intimacy....other things....and well i guess she chose goodbye...

she told me she would come bye on friday to give me a present for my birthday which was monday...and to return some of my things......wednesday and thursday were hell for me..i was a sad bastard, weeping..staring at walls..drinking...not sleeping much...preparing for being single again and what all of that means....thinking for a bit that it was exhilarating to be single....then remembering how sad it was in real now life...i thought of all of the good points of no longer being with her....doing what and when i want (which i pretty much already did)...no longer having the burden of being responsible for someone else...(which really isn't a burden but only sometimes is)....being free to find another woman (i think this is a natural stupid guy reaction "hey..i will get mad crazy pussy from college chicks to dental hygienists")....then reality hit me...she is a wonderful woman.....finding someone else, anyone..regardless of whether they were as good as her....is not a process i want to ever go through again....i verymuch dislike dating...so i was again sad...

i missed her but i knew that the reasons i brought up to her were valid...and regardless of how godawful sad i was..i had to be strong....and i was....for two days...and then friday she knocked on my window....i let her in and she gave me a birthday card.....we talked...and she told me that she didn't want to break up....and we talked some more...and then she told me to go to san francisco and have fun and think about it..and let her know when i got back.....then she left...

so i left for san francisco on monday which was also my birthday...left at 3 a.m. and i drove for about 115 miles before my car just stopped going....i was in the angeles forest section of the 5 going north....just before fort tejon...so i called AAA..and it took a while because i really could not tell them any road markers or signs..it was so dark and i was not near anything really....so the tow guy took me to an aamco in bakersfield and i waited until they opened...the guy told me it was my clutch....and the parts would be there the next day..so i went next door to sonic burgers and had some chili cheese tots

here is a big picture of them:

my ex (weird to be calling her that now) texted me happy birthday and i texted her about what happened and she texted if i wanted her to come and keep me company....i was suprised and happied....so she took off of work and drove 2+ hours out of her way...we went to breakfast and i got this:

i digress but this was one effing great breakfast.....poached eggs...asiago mashed potatoes, prosciutto wrapped asparagus deep fried.....side of tomatoes and onions.....

after that her and i went to a starbucks then she drove me to my hotel....she came in for a bit and then said she had to go...as she was walking out the door she told me "you really should have a better birthday"...and closed the door....

so i took my shirt off..getting comfortable ...prepped the laptop do look at some porn..and she knocked on the door..i opened it and she flung herself into me...and we ummm....y'know.......and then she left to go back to orange county...and of course i sat back on the bed feeling like a champ...

this is a picture of the minifridge in the room:

i took a bath and had a beer

and i walked to a local liquor store...my friend andy was doing some work in fresno (2 hours away) and said he would be done near 8 and should be at my place 'round ten.....so i got these:

and then andy showed up!

he brought some yummy beers with him:

andy and i heard about this bar called the mint that was rumored to have natty ice on tap so we were off!..got to the mint:

eli told us to tell daphne hi for him but she was on vacation.....after a pitcher of bud..they were out of pbr and natty.....we went walking towards where we thought another bar was..we heard some noise across the street and walked towards it....and this is where we ended up..

and it was a lively club....this army guy or whatever chewed on andy's ear all night..the bartender would pour 2 shots when i only ordered one........we had some beers and i drank 3 shots..andy had one....i think it was chivas.....we were there for an hour maybe and after the last shot i barfed..

all apologies to the tender and guests..so andy and i left.....and he drove back to the hotel after getting some food...

the fellas at aamco had told me that for some reason my 2001 hyundai had a 2002 clutch..wtf?...so i had to book the room for a second night.....in the morning andy and i got up..and surprisingly my hangover was not too grand...andy took off to go take care of another job somewheres in goleta and i laid in bed ..took a bath..drank a few beers...then walked across the street to have some pho but it was closed so i walked another block and went to this mexican place and had carne asada..a modelo negra too....then after that i called a taxi to take me downtown to borders...hung out there for a while then went to sports chalet to buy some shorts and a t shirt to replace the one i barfed on....my other clothes are still in my car....a half mile away......then i went to cvs.....then called the taxi to take me back home where i read....took a bath and drank some more beers and that leads us to exactly the moment i typed this word.