Half Moon Bay
If I have to commute 37 miles to work, I’m glad it’s this beautiful the whole way. Most nights it looks like this along Hwy 280, with the fog rolling in over the hills and Half Moon Bay. [LINK] According to the sign it’s “The World’s Most Beautiful Freeway”. Kind of an oxymoron if you think about it, but it is a nice drive.
Twin Peaks
This is from atop Twin Peaks in the middle of San Francisco. These peaks were once known as “Los Pechos de la Chola”, “The Breasts of the Indian Girl”. That’s one breast over to the right, which means I’m standing on the other one and acting like a nipple. Off to the left is Sutro Tower. The man is to scale and is sporting a blue North Face jacket.
Michelangelo’s
Kathleen Cohen was up from L.A. for a conference, so we headed out to North Beach for dinner at Caffe Michelangelo’s. She essentially rented a boat to make the drive from L.A., but we fortunately found a large enough dock, er… I mean parking spot within a couple blocks of the restaurant. You get wine in a rooster pitcher, and a huge bowl of Gummi Bears for dessert. Which every patron before has probably had their grubby paws on. For some reason you still seem to put a few down. Then we ended on a game of almond cookie Jenga which she won with a total of 7 stacked cookies. Nice ceiling lights and showing off the camera with the lcd that flips.
The Ranch
My homestead by Golden Gate Park. Gotta love the houses in San Francisco. The way the wind blows right through them. There’s never enough power outlets. I can’t run the microwave or the TV at the same time or I’ll blow the fuse. My bedroom used to be the dining room. I’m one of the few that falls asleep under a chandelier. A perfectly blue day in the city I might add.
Matt’s Goodbye
Another employee bites the dust today. So we all dragged our asses over to the BBC pub, drown our sorrows, and secretly wish we were him. It’s funny how alcohol will make you tell the truth about how you feel.
Outback of the Midtown building is where the smokers gather. Amused yet repulsed at the same time, I couldn’t help but notice that they look like little skyscrapers. It’s like a New York City of Cigarette Butts. My favorites are the ones with lipstick on them. Beautiful, yet I know these people will probably die before me.
PDI/DreamWorks Lobby
We got the new theatre standup for Shrek today. It’s in the lobby. The problem is that it’s stinkin’ up the place. Know that plasticy smell of blow up pool toys? Ack. I think it looks like a angry slug.
Alesis Mixer Board
It [LINK] looks impressive, but really I don’t know what half the knobs and buttons do. I sing and play guitar into it, and sound comes out. That’s what I do know. Oh yeah, and it looks real cool when the lights are off in the room. Like a Christmas Tree.
Laundry Night
Weird things while doing laundry tonight. Laundry has got to be the most boring thing in the world. It’s never like this. [LINK] Normally when you’re doing laundry, you at least have total strangers to keep you company. Because you know you’re all going through the same thing. Except tonight there was no one. It’s like everybody took a laundry holiday. The sign says 25 cent dry. We all know there’s no way you can dry stuff for one quarter. I had to put in 7 tonight for 56 minutes. Then I thought, wait a minute… I used to put in only 6 quarters and get an hour! Then it dawned on me, with the recent energy crisis, their bills went up and they’re passing it along to the consumer. So they can’t really start making the machines take dimes and nickles for a 35 cent dry. They just give you less time. So now I get 8 minutes for my quarter instead of 10. Bastards. The unintentional self portrait is of me watching my clothes spin. Like I said, laundry’s got to be the most boring thing in the world. That’s a white towel, blue jeans, and a red Teva pullover blurring into a patriotic swirl …and when did Primus start making dryers?
Outback at PDI/DreamWorks
PDI is the ominous red building is where I work. Some top secret shit goes on there. Apparently I’m somehow involved with this. I’m still waiting for them to tell me what it is. No one from the outside is even supposed to be on my floor. That’s a car dealership on the right. They deal in exotic foreign cars. Porsche, Ferrari’s, etc… Everyday I drive by in my little Honda and think about stealing one. Especially after they got sick of me test driving everything. Those yellow tractor thingy’s on the left… they’ve never moved in a year and a half.
My Desk
This is my desk today. I’ve made a few observations from this photo. My desk is a mess. Not a messy mess, but a controlled mess. Stuff’s at least in piles, but it’s been way worse and way better. I don’t hang anything on the walls. I seem to have the cd’s in the right place though. VERY important. The eerie blue light is from outside, and when the train goes by it casts shadows across my monitor. It only last about 5-10 seconds.
The Goat
This is a goat that I sometimes go feed at lunch. He’s a couple miles from work. Normally I wouldn’t care, but this goat is just too damn happy. Even when sticking his head through barbed wire. If that’s not a smiling goat I’m losing my mind.
My new camera arrived today. A Canon G1. So of course the first thing I’m going to start taking pictures of are my girls. They don’t have names, I’m not that nuts. From left to right. The custom Erickson I had built, a Danelectro DC59, an Ovation 12 string Balladeer, a cherry burst Gibson Les Paul, and a Fender Telecaster. I’m still waiting to add the Gibson J-200 [LINK] to the harem.
Went to the show with Matt and Felix, both of whom had never heard any of their music. Matt became an instant fan. Quite possibly the most amazing club show I’ve ever seen.
The Fillmore – San Francisco, CA – 01/19/01 > (not in exact order) Settled Down Like Rain ? I’d Run Away / Break In The Clouds / Waiting For The Sun / What Led Me To This Town / Two Hearts / Big Star / Smile / Broken Harpoon / Queen Of The World / Bottomless Cup / I’m Gonna Make You Love Me / Somewhere In Ohio / Crowded In The Wings / Haywire / Real Light / Blue – 1st encore – All By Myself / Life’s Little Ups And Downs / Ain’t No End / Sister Cry – 2nd encore – Better Days / If I Only Had A Car / Nothing Left To Borrow / Baby, Baby, Baby
Went to the show with Steve Bell and Matt Kimball. Godhead opened. The debut of the Evil Generator.
Kathleen and I went and had fondue before the show.
Setlist: I Can’t Explain, Substitute, Anyway Anyhow Anywhere, I Don’t Even Know Myself, My Wife, Bargain, Baba O’ Riley, Drowned, The Kids Are Alright, The Relay, Pinball Wizard, The Real Me, Who Are You, Magic Bus, Behind Blue Eyes, You Better You Bet, 5.15, Won’t Get Fooled Again, Naked Eye, Let’s See Action, My Generation
Lineup:
Roger Daltrey Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
John Entwistle Bass, Vocals
Zak Starkey Drums
Pete Townshend Guitar, Vocals, Keyboards, Piano
John Bundrick Keyboards, Hammond Organ, Piano
Went to the show with Kathleen after selling my Shoreline tickets because it was more convenient for me to fly down to her to go Saturday night then her fly up for a Sunday night show.
1st Set: In The Flesh – Mother – Another Brick in the Wall II – Keep Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert – South Hampton Dock – Pigs on the Wing – Dogs – Welcome to the Machine – Wish You Where Here – Shine on You Crazy Diamond I-IX
2nd Set: Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun – Breath – Time – Breath, reprise – Money – Every Strangers Eyes – Perfect Sense I – Perfect Sense II – The Bravery of Being Out of Range – It’s a Miracle – Amused to Death – Brain Damage / Eclipse
Encore: Comfortably Numb – Each Small Candle
