May 13, 2005

  • Well, I just got back from a week in San Francisco and I took my camera. Where are the photos, you ask? Ain't none. I just didn't see anything I wanted to take a photo of. This is nothing against San Francisco, which is a cool city, with its own vibe and some very special people. It's just that any photo I might have wanted to take might have violated someone's privacy or self -image, or...you know, people can be funny about that kind of thing. I was at a conference, which was picketed by people I can best describe as " chidren of hate." I went to a church service, which was picketed by people I can best describe as "children of hate," probably some of the same people, although I can't say that for sure. These were not residents of San Francisco, but individuals who had come to San Francisco for the sole purpose of spreading their message of intolerance and destruction of all who do not think as they do. It is really something to hear a person pray openly and loudly for your death, that God would open the earth and swallow you up.


     On a brighter note, I did get to enjoy one of my favorite indulgences  - bear claws. No animals were harmed during the enjoyment of this item. If you get to San Francisco, hunt up Tart to Tart, and get a bear claw. Luv 'em!


    BTW, I am deep into a book which I highly recommend. Bono: In Conversation with Michka Assayas. A fascinating book about Paul " Bono" Hewitt, vocalist of U2. I really don't want to put it down. Now, yeah, the language is a bit salty, as Bono will do, but the conversations which Bono and Michka have on a wide range of topics is a great read. Thanks, Christa, for the recommendation!