Sketches of San Fransisco

Just getting back from San Fransisco. What a city! The jasmine was blossoming and mingling with the scent of eucalyptus. We walked everywhere. Of course, me being a mountain climber, I dragged the poor boys I was traveling with everywhere. Me: "its only 20 blocks from Mission over to Haight and look its right up 17th street... that way." Straight up hill and down the other side of course. There were stairs in the side walk up and up and up. Why take the bus??!!! It was sunny and 80 degrees and sweet so sweet.

There is a herd of buffalo grazing in Golden Gate park. Tulips too. I wish I could fly down there in my little cabin and park it in the midst of the park for a week or so. I need to figure out how to do that.

Jamaican, Chinese, Thai, Italian, and Mexican food. Irish beer. Cheap red wine. The view from my bed a parking garage. Cars cars lots of sexy cars. Berkeley campus calling me. . . Palm trees, banana, datura flowers, aloe growing on the street.

50,000 people at the protest . . . then we left town on highway 101. Which is my favorite North-South Highway. Wine country, rolling oak hills. Red Woods. Spent the night in EUreka. Back on the road again.

Then back to my quiet little cabin in the woods. Of course the frogs are as loud as the drunks and they never go to sleep. RRiiiibbiiiit pppeeeeppp ppeeeeepp rrreeeiiibbbitttt. Over and over again all night orgey of frog fucking. Ringing in my ears nonstop.

The Bog is shaping up for another summer. We already have Lesbians pitching tents and planning to build a tree house. Boys are returning from North Carolina and Belieze. The garden is being fenced into a little habitat that reminds me of the Shire. I smoked hash from Humboldt county before breakfast today.

Someday soon I am going to head up to Seattle for a visit and maybe get a tutorial from Daniel so I can post pictures. I took a lot of them.

Posted by bogsters at March 23, 2004 2:51 PM