|December 10, 2003||SF Mayoral Milkshake|
"Matt Gonzalez's milkshake is better than mine.
And Larry Harvey's Harvey Milk-shake may be the best damn milkshake of all."
-me (who else?)
Owen and I voted together this morning. We walked across the street to our polling place (an elementary school) at 7:45 a.m. When we put our ballots into the counting machine, he was number 24 and I was number 25. And then the polling people offered us donuts. It was so cute.
Matt Gonzalez's milkshake just might might bring all the girls (and boys) to the yard. One of my male friends (somewhat jokingly) said, "I like Matt because he's a hipster guy, and he kind of reminds me of myself." And Selena, who was visiting SF from Los Angeles for Thanksgiving, noticed all the Gonzalez posters hanging up as we walked around the Mission and said, "I wish I lived in San Francisco, you guys have such a cutie running for mayor!"
I was listening to one of the big local alternative rock radio stations over the weekend and they were talking about the mayoral race. "This race seems to be all about hair," the DJ said. "I don't feel like I really know anything about where the candidates stand on the issues. It's really more like 'Gavin Newsom has slicked-back short hair, so he's a total Yuppie big-business guy' and 'Matt Gonzalalez has cool messy hair and he's in a band, so he's into supporting San Francisco's artist community.'"
posted by Jess Barron @ 10:21 AM
|December 5, 2003||My San Francisco Milkshake|
"My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're right "It's better than yours."
Damn right, It's better than yours.
I can teach you, but I have to charge."
-Kelis, "Milkshake" (You really should go and watch the video right now. Really. I mean it.)
I'm so busy with work and writing and drinking and kissing that sometimes I barely remember to eat or to breathe. There is so much going on that I'm not even sure how to document it all. My housemate Ric helped me paint my bedroom bright cartoony colors. Microsoft transferred Andrew to Seattle, and I threw him a going away party. Heather and Eugene got married. Allyson started working with me at Yahoo as my co-producer on the broadband portals' content. Selena and Carlos visited from LA for Thanksgiving. Jen had a birthday. Lana got a chihuahua puppy that she wanted to name "yogurt" but she ended up naming "Agent Dale Cooper" after the man we all love. And everyone around me has been so damn productive in their art. As a new friend of mine says, "It's hardly worth noting. That's just something San Franciscans do -- we make stuff."
posted by Jess Barron @ 12:26 AM