point and shoot.

i went out friday night with some friends for the day of the dead festival in the mission. this festival consists of face painting, drum beating, and paying tribute to family members who have passed on. i basically just observed, no face painting for me. anyway, we started our night of “debauchery” at the attic on 24th street. yeah i really don’t have debaucherous nights anymore. all i can think about is how i don’t want to feel like a dehydrated piece of crap the next day and that keeps things at bay. as a matter of fact, friday night almost didn’t even happen for me. i was so tired that i just wanted to sit on the couch, watch crap tv, and order takeout. but then amy and her lovely girlfriend rachel showed up at our apartment and got me to go out. if it wasn’t for them it would have been a sofa and pjs kind of night. i’m glad i got out instead!

photo credits: 1, 4, 9 by rachel, 2 by amy, and the rest by me.


tom on the harbor.

denim: levi’s cotton blazer: gap shirt: vintage kenny rogers moccasins: minnetonka watch: nixon

warm beer and cold women, i just don’t fit in
every joint i stumbled into tonight
that’s just how it’s been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths

with the platinum blondes
and tobacco brunettes
i’ll be drinkin’ to forget you
light another cigarette
and the bands playin’ something
by tammy wynette
and the drinks are on me tonight

-tom waits

(photos by me. doesn’t amy resemble tom waits in these?)