The trees know when its spring

The trees know when its spring, originally uploaded by Itinerant.

Magic Moment

There is a magic moment that occurs, whether in a relationship, sex, playing sports, driving a nice car, participating in an experience, where everything just flows. Something touches you inside, time slows down, everything comes together. And a wide, shit-eating grin crosses your face.

The mundane becomes the sublime.

Addicts chase that feeling every time they indulge, athletes chase that flow whenever they step into their arena.

This morning, while sitting bored in a laundromat, I started taking pictures of the passing scenery out the windows. Anything. People, cars, pigeons, buildings, buses, cracks in the sidewalk.

And I kept taking pictures.

Then I started experimenting with the different modes, and with a flick of a thumbwheel, switched the camera to black and white mode.

And kept taking pictures. Didnt even move from the chair, just snapped, and the camera kept going, and going.

Dude, this was a Leica moment.

Then the muttering started.

"MAN, I *love* this camera. LOVE this. Love this camera. Love it."

Then. It came to me .. Val.

That's the name of this camera. Yeah, word association with St. Valentines Day begat the thread, it being around the corner and all, but.. Val.

Just Val. Not Valerie, Valentine/Valentino, Vladimir. Just Val.

The name just fits.

:)

6 Parnassus

6 Parnassus, originally uploaded by Itinerant.

Watching a freighter slip away from the Bay.

Looking over the Sunset District.

World Headquarters

Clint has been bugging me to take pictures of this ever since I mentioned it months ago.

So, on 9th Avenue, between Irving and Judah streets, where the N line streetcars rumble past on their way to and from the San Francisco's Susnset District, there is an unrepossesing Victorian. In the basement is the World Headquarters of Craigslist.

They couldve easily plopped themselves into trendy downtown quarters or some office park in Silicon Valay or the East Bay.

But no, underneath the San Francisco School of Music, with stacks of soda, fruit juice and water by the door, is Craigslist.

Blink, and you'll miss it.

6 Parnassus

6 Parnassus

6 Parnassus, originally uploaded by Itinerant.

This MUNI bus route ends on a little cul-de-sac at one of the highest points of the city which overlooks one of the best views that most folk in San Francisco never see.

The Alleys of San Francisco

The Alleys of San Francisco, originally uploaded by Itinerant.

Ich bin nein San Franciscan

Having been hired by the mothership, young Clint is in the Bay Area is being trained as a priest initiate into the cult.. err.. as an Apple engineer.

Unfortunately, theyve gotten him pretty busy, so his time is tight. Add to that, San Jose is 50 miles away, so its not a hop skip and jump to go between the cities.

So, Ive only had a short time to hang with my friend.

Last night asked him how he liked the place..


"Im glad I was able to see your city."
"My city? Man, dont *even* say that."

"My City" is what native friscans call the place.

I played street-wise tour guide, spouting facts and stats I didnt even know I knew.

I wanted to show hm a lot more.

Wish I could show him everything, but hey - theres never enough time to do everything.

Eh, next time.
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At the SF Apple store.



Heh, hadda take a picture. :)