I chuckled and thought of the long time dissent leader Tom Jordan who when I ran for city Council told me that like in the towel of poo I should find a parade and jump in front of it. I tried to explain this to one of the other Marchers is a former mayor.
The group stopped at the corner of Hamilton and Alma and a lady with a megaphone invited a succession of young speakers most of who’s organizations we’re probably know more than the speaker in his or her roommate all of which had weirdly similar names sort of out of something from life of Brian.
I asked to speak in jotted down my name and bona fides or identifications in her hand held which likely was a burner while mine is not parentheses as fate would have it I mine was home charging so at least that day was not being tracked
But if you look it up I am on record as questioning the relationship between the city and this group.
Speaking of art some of the radicals, like raging grannies, made red paint handprints on the sidewalk and even the window of the building. Not Exactly abstract expressionist, Or barely Jackson Pollock.
Ironically this door, once the home of the sons of the Golden West, there is a plaque in the sidewalk, and one of only maybe 10 downtown sides of this group, the spooks, not the radicals, although Bay Area action once health court in the basement of Ross, across from Lytton Plaza.
They never got to my turn starting at four prompt ending at six prompt I was wearing a Rolling Stones T-shirt and was going to say something about using your tongue meaning speak out but not speak friend and enter.
Today I noticed there is no parking here to corner in front of their headquarters and they had parked three fairly large rental trucks to try to screen the protest from the hundreds of drivers going north and south on Alma which means soul today I noticed there is no parking here to the corner in front of their headquarters and they had parked three fairly large rental trucks to try to screen the protest from the hundreds of drivers going north and south on Alma which means soul
Tom Franco art installation at 540 Ramona, the last days of Phyllis price upon request:
I started to say that one of my favorite James Franco movies is where he plays a CIA operative I think and he’s going to take out a fictitious version I think not played by the real guy I think I have a real desperate
Not to blow paranoid winds, But as I stood in front of Dashe Institute for the future actually – it seem like there was a guy there merrily to spy on me and try to tape record my rambling or maybe he just had his own conversation. Wired magazine says the Russians hack anybody who ran for public office in the US even people only got 8000 votes like me; and on the other hand as I was telling the Reds,
And I wrote about it here once, as I passed a group of the Ex military guys I think they said a good morning We know who you are. They have facial recognition software hidden in their hair gel but do they have a machine that can detect bad Hunter Thompson imitators from bad Allen Ginsberg from bad David Foster Wallace from bad the guy who wrote tortilla curtain?
Crown point press send word of a book about artichoke recipes which made me ask about Nathan and reprint this image of twin runners:
There’s also something artsy by someone named Jim Melcher from 1970 for the pics number 25 the first baseman trying to tag out Lou Brock it’s actually a triptych or whatever comes two after that, five: