Candy From Strangers reuniting for AIDS benefit

Saint Frank City received notice that local rock hero Pauli Gray is reunit­ing Can­dy from Strangers for an AIDS ben­e­fit show this Sat­ur­day (June 30th 2007) at the Hotel Utah! All monies go direct­ly to fif­teen kids in Africa and the incred­i­ble woman who adopt­ed them all. Gray says, «we’ve been doing a year­ly AIDS ben­e­fit for nine years now so the reunion is on.»

The line­up:

  1. Dave Dal­ton (Cell Block Five)
  2. Pauli Gray (White Trash Debs/Candy from Strangers)
  3. Cliff
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Invasion of the neighborhood-killing helicopters

It’s hard­ly news that UCSF wants to build a heli­pad adjoin­ing the new Mis­sion Bay cam­pus. As should be expect­ed, com­mu­ni­ty activists are pound­ing the pave­ment try­ing to drum up resis­tance. The fly­er left on my front porch this morn­ing reads

IMAGINE HELICOPTERS FLYING RIGHT ABOVE YOUR HEAD DAY & NIGHT
UCSF plans to build a heli­pad at Third/Mariposa!
Join us to tell them NO! 

There will be some sort of event at Genen­tech Hall on June 18th, from 7pm … Read the rest

A Tourist in My Own City, Writing My Own Guide

Despite my recent grum­blings about the paper qual­i­ty of Mole­sk­ines, I’m pleased enough with the design to have a few in my cur­rent rota­tion. I’m embar­rassed by how many note­books I have start­ed right now, each with its own ded­i­cat­ed pur­pose, at least vague­ly. The one that I’m most intrigued by as a project is the Mole­sk­ine City Note­book for San Fran­cis­co. The idea is sim­ple: they pro­vide the basic ingre­di­ents of a city guide, the rest is essen­tial­ly blank.

There … Read the rest

Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires in Your House

Neighbor’s porchWoke up this morn­ing to the sound of my upstairs neigh­bor hol­ler­ing and bang­ing on the door. When I wan­dered out to see what was going on, it turns out he was­n’t bang­ing on my door, but the back door of the next-door neigh­bor. Smoke was pour­ing out of the sec­ond-floor win­dow and he was shout­ing to wake the neighbors.

I dialed 911

just to be safe, but a lad­der engine pulled up out front before an oper­a­tor came on … Read the rest

In Remembrance

Mount Davidson CrossToday is Armen­ian Remem­brance Day, a day set aside in mem­o­ry of the Armen­ian geno­cide by the Turks most­ly dur­ing World War I.

Pres­i­dent Bush made a state­ment today stat­ing «there can­not be rec­on­cil­i­a­tion until there is truth telling» but stopped short of using the word «geno­cide.» The gov­ern­ment in Ankara still insists that there was no geno­cide, but his­to­ri­ans gen­er­al­ly agree that the Turk­ish slaugh­ter of Arme­ni­ans was the first geno­cide of the Twen­ti­eth Century.

Here in … Read the rest

Finally, a sex scandal I can get behind

I’m writ­ing about this a full week (or more) late, but hey, you don’t come read Mono­chro­mat­ic Out­look for the news.

I try to ignore sex scan­dals about pub­lic offi­cials. For the most part, I think they are a hys­ter­i­cal waste of ink. Bill and Mon­i­ca? Don’t care now, did­n’t then. Does it both­er me that POTUS lied? Yeah, a lit­tle. It would both­er me more if it were about pub­lic pol­i­cy (say some­thing about the rea­sons for invad­ing anoth­er coun­try? … Read the rest

This is just wrong

I like to take myself on mini-adven­tures. One of my ideas of fun is to hop on my motor­cy­cle and head out into the sub­urbs to enjoy a movie in a small non-megaplex the­ater, prefer­ably a sin­gle screen, but that’s real­ly hard to find these days. Yeah, it’s just see­ing a movie by myself, but I get to ven­ture out and make a fun pro­duc­tion out of it.

Well, it’s Fri­day night and I don’t have a date, so I’m start­ing … Read the rest

I’ve wanted to do this for quite some time

The first stop was at the ATM. I cleared out the account, I’m afraid. $0.65 left for me to spend reck­less­ly, plus the eighty in cash that’s not in the account any more. Well, I get paid on Mon­day or Tues­day, so I’ll be fine. It just seems like liv­ing on the edge.

The sec­ond stop was to fuel up. I love my gas card these days. Espe­cial­ly with a two-and-a-half gal­lon tank I hate hav­ing to hand … Read the rest

World’s Best Taco Bell

I went rid­ing South yes­ter­day, just a short jaunt, but I went past Paci­fi­ca and through Dev­il’s Slide. I knew I had to get back to meet a friend with whom I had lunch plans, but I real­ly knew I had to get back when it start­ed to look like rain. I did get rained on, just a lit­tle, but made it back to SF and indoors in time to watch the rain real­ly come down for about 15 min­utes … Read the rest