People, it’s April 2007.
In April 2002, right as I was graduating from college, I began this blog.
FIVE YEARS! That makes me a veteran, if unknown, blogger.
To celebrate, I am going to do some re-runs. I’m going to re-post some of my favorite posts from the past.
Enjoy! And thanks for reading.
Our German friends wanted to get some vinyl yesterday, so we took them to Amoeba Records on Haight.
AND we found a parking space.
As I was getting ready to put in the quarters, the meter flashed at me “Free”
I shouted “Free love and parking!”
and a tall sluffy man turned around as he walked by and said, “Amen sister!”
I flashed him a big-ol’-smile because SOMEONE needed to say that in the hippie-Haight-time-warp.
Later, tall sluffy man came up to me in the record store and asked me where I was from, because of my accent.
[Me thinking he is trying a *super-lame-pick-up-line* and flash another smile—i enjoy lame-o pick up lines, even though they never have the desired effect for the deliverer, because they are very funny]
I answer “Around here…”
He looked honestly confused, “Oh, I wouldn’t have thought so…”
now I think though…I have been running a joke that amuses me (maybe no one else) that I have an accent that no one can understand…since so often my quips fly far over the heads of others….
BUT ALSO MY REGULAR CONVERSATION! what…what is so hard to hear? I don’t know…
maybe I’m developing an accent of my very own….
*NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME*—-*I’M BEFORE MY TIME*
I made it. This is the day that I’ve been waiting to arrive at for the last two weeks.
It’s been one thing piled on top of the other and they all must get done. But I knew that Sunday would be the day that it would stop.
Or at least pause.
I just took a shower, so I am clean. I am very pleased with the outcomes of all the piled things.
ahhhh
I’m in San Francisco right now, with Chris. He is not the devotee of the city that I am. But in about an hour, we’re going to take some dear German friends who’ve never been to america before, down to Ameoba records. They want some Johnny Cash, and who knows what else?
It will be fun and nice. I will wear comfortable shoes…..and leave all the stress behind.