Congressperson Zoe Lofgren and former elected water official Greg Zlotnick both Gunn grads, at the school 50-year-50-class event, fall 2014 photo by mbw14
My smart phone, an android, a MotoX or something, is still a little like herding cats, electronic cats that dream of synthetic cheese, but I have stored 1,571 photos (and 120 short videos), is that is something to crow about.
If I had an hour to spare I would do laundry. No, I would edit these photos to something workable, like 800. (And is it weird to mention right here or write here that yesterday I borrowed a ping pong paddle or was it a table tennis bat and juggled exactly 1,000 hits and then stopped, cleanly, from Darcie the clerk who may or may not vote in the election?). Or 888. A luckier number. Or it might take me a half hour to figure out how to offload or upload or dump the photos from phone to computer, this handy Mac thingy.
So here are four somewhat random shots, a bit dated, from back in September. I am stealing a headline from Virgil Thomson and Gertrude Stein but maybe also my former client Dao Strom of Portland formerly Juneau and her book, the structure, “Grass Roof Tin Roof”. I am beatifying these six people, in the two portraits and two double portraits.
Greg Zlotnick introduced me to Congressperson Zoe Lofgren, which is slightly better than just sticking my hand out and telling her myself, at least according the the former Dartmouth fullback and PhD in psychology Rich Durante who uses an example from Peter Sellers “Being There” Jersy Kosinsky and “Chance the Gardner” to explain context: it’s always better to immediately be put into someone’s construct than just go into their gray matter cold. Zoe tried out her line about never having met a Republican until she got to Terman, the 7th grade, that her dad was blue collar. Later I walked Zoe to her car and she said she didn’t want to tell Palo Altans who to vote for so, no, would not let me impose on our brief acquaintance. There is also a shot of Brad Elman and Zoe; plus Brad and I.
Bess Ho I first me at the music street fair Fete De La Musique I helped produce that year (with Claude Ezran, my former nemesis and now my soul-brother, despite the Harvard credential). She was playing a synthetic piano or something, via her phone. That was 2009, fall. Five years later I at least spotted her as a creative and said “ho” or “hey” but not “hey, ho” like in the video and she posed for a couple shots near her creation — a canvas — but I opt for this somewhat unflattering shot but more real; she is writing her name and number and some product information — high tech stuff that is mumbo jumbo or greek to me geek to me – in my spiral notebook. I just left her a v/m.
Denise Herrman, Gunn principal posing with The Oracle. First day of school issue. We did that, once. We including in this case the up-mentioned (mensch-did) Zlotnick and Elman and I. I just saw Denise at one of my top 3 place to caffeine-ate.
Fourth (or 5 and 6) are two Chinese fellow travelers. I escorted them via CalTrain to Sf and then came right back on one fair. He has a portrait of Powell the General in his book, so he must know his stuff, or Colin does.
The point of this is that she holds The Oracle which has all of our anwers, on the first day of school
I need to move my car NOW.
There is a movie I met see again at 4:30.
There is something at Paly with James Franco and Esther Wojcicki later today, before or after sun ducks behind the planet.
I should swim.
I should try my new jim not newton Ross Road.
I would guess there are twelve 12 magazines pamphlets books on my table here at Coffee Spot 1 even though my TAD tossed out about twelve others just the other day.
Nine hundred sixty posts, probably 500,000 words, about 1,000 pics Iv’e shot and another 1,000 I stole. But are you reading?
his name is Leif like the explorer and she might be anna; he had colin powell in a can
Plastic Alto with Mark Weiss 