Top Dog
the night i got into oakland we went to berkeley to get something to eat. the only place we could find was top dog. we caught the guy behind the counter taking a toke of weed and watching cheaters. he was a real jerk, so don’t go there, or if you do, got there and give him a hard time.
i took my brother to the airport this morning; he went to colorado to hang out. we left the house at 430 this morning and got to the airport about half an hour before his flight left. the new sfo entrance is beautiful, the main road is decorated at the front, lots of christmas lights and a huge slate gray sign that says “san francisco international airport” all lit up in neutral lighting. i highly recommend visiting it if you get the chance.
on my way back here the sun was coming up, but the moon was still out and the sky and road and building were all bathed in a cobalt blue glow, and i was hoping i’d be able to see the sun and the moon at the same time, but i had no such luck.
-a bunch of liberals put together a list of companies that donated to the republican party and specific candidates. here’s the list.
-everyone should have seen the cbc photo essay on the arcade fire by now, but if you haven’t, you really should check it out. remember that one they did on john k. samson great stuff. there’s also a weakerthans photo tour diary.
my sleeping pattern is all messed up. i’m going to l.a. next week, maybe gonna see if i can make some money doing what i used to do down there, watching movies.
