back home safe and sound.
the west: i had never been west of the mississippi except once for ten minutes, so just like anything else i have never done, going to the west coast was something filled with small amounts of excitement and medium amounts of half dread half ambivalence. but then of course once the die was cast, the ticket bought etc., it was only excitement. i had a great time. i drank coffee and sprite on the plane- despite the fact that i’ve only been on airplanes a few times, and ditto hospitals, i feel like i only drink sprite in airplanes and hospitals. we sat behind a huge dude with a massive and completely nonambiguous nazi tattoo, and a covert KKK tattoo (“3-11″ whereas K is the 11th letter). we didn’t talk at all but i kept thinking about how dumb a nazi tattoo is- you’re aligning yourself with the famous loser of a world war? led by an impotent coprophilic art school dropout? even for a bully it’s a weird move.
SF: we flew into san francisco and took an $8 subway (!) into the city, specifically the mission, where we immediately got burritos, which were totally delicious, cheap, plentiful, and bountiful. then we walked to arwen’s house to help her celebrate her birthday. we finally crashed out at 2am, which was like 5am to us, but since the air travel was mentally exhausting and physically stagnant, we were totally fine in the morning, everything was fine. we walked around all day. i found the mission to be pleasant, with lots of great trees and handpainted signwork. the show was in oakland at carolynn’s house, totally fun. alabaster choad is sy’s band, sy who does “baitline” newspaper and the incredible “anything goes [anywhere]” comic “those fucking unicorns”. band is good. Kreamy ‘Lectric Santa was psyyyyyyyyych, and i think they’ve been a band for like 20 years? i liked them. then duh we played and onion flavored rings. kyle the girl was there, plus willy shakes and danielle, opie, ivy, CJ, lil spat, carolynn, arwen. good crowd, good show, cool house. i had a ice cream bar called a “it’s it”, and i enjoyed it. slept over at ivy’s and we were loud coming in and annoyed her roomates. sorry ivy, roomates!
Portland: took a whole day to drive there without stopping much, except at some food co-op well north where there were plenty of street wizards and young dready kilted whites. why more in this sleepy town than in SF? i asked erick who told me: good weed + shakespeare festival. got to portland at night and stayed with the social graces, met up with cool breeze and esther next morning. portland is nice, but take this however you want- everything is very easy there.
more tomorrow, i’m running out the door to see jessica rylan!!!