David Bowie Drag

a while back i went to a David Bowie drag show. Once a year sorta thing and its perfectly formed around the SF queer community. I love my fags like i love my mother...a whole lot. The outfits were based on songs but the scene was super outer worldly. Nothing beats live performance. Note to self: dont mess with the calendar on your camera

Santa Cruz with me

BEACH HOUSE at the Fillmoore

This show was awesome and the venue was beautiful. They opened with Gila but never played White Moon. Crunking was def under way and that lent to some chandelier photo attempts. Two cheers for SF showing up my NY nite life snobbery.

And this too

i know i already said

sometimes things are so poignant and what you were trying to say anyways

High Chair

Oh god wont someone get me out of this sweatshirt? I cant go on wearing it as often as i have been its not helping my anti fatty campaign but im working on it. Least i can sit and smile still I havent lost all my civilized abilities. Baby want donut? yes ..baby want.

Serpentine. Im an adult now

We walked all the way to Serpentine and the rain oh my god I thought we would never get there. My drink was amazing but i just cant remember what it was. And then Zacks beer came in a crunk goblet, much appreciated. The food was amazing and i never ever like Gnocchi so i guess you cant ask for anything else except a cigarette for after.