Thoughts. Ive got thoughts.

8:30 am. The Presidio, Golden Gate Bridge.

On a sea cliff over-looking Fort Point, the pre-Civil War fort protecting the entrance to San Francisco Bay.

The red bridge is topped by fog, but only at its highest reaches, the pretty sail of boats in a Saturday morning regatta liesurely sweep by the towers.

California Mole mice scamper thruough the cliff flowers at my feet, the pacific view beyond shrouded in fog as the sailboats head out to sea.

My god, this place is beautiful.
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one of the biggest mis-statements you'll hear:

"San Francisco is only 7 miles by 7 miles. Its a small place."

FUCK that. It ISNT small if youre trying to walk it.

And no one in their right mind would circumnavigate the place by foot if they had to.

Its FIFTY square miles, give or take.

I learned this for I had meandered to the Presidio intending to take the #29 bus for what I thought would be a short ride through the Presidio National Park.

By 2:30 pm, I had seen a LOT of San Francisco, as this bus traverses nearly ALL the San Fancisco neighborhoods on the sea-ward side of SF, all the way to the county linme and Candlestick Park.

I never did get to the main post building of the Presidio like i intended to.

I'll try again tomorrow.

An education, the #29 is.
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Unlike Berkeley, I cant just head to a park bench in San Fran, lean my head back to the sun and doze off for a few minutes.

Although Ive been told I can do that in Golden Gate park.

Uh, yeah - no, thank you.
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So, today:

- Donuts in the Marina District on Chestnut Avenue.

I went back to the All Star donuts there.

The last time I was, I had leapt off a bus at 1am back in 2002 to grab some donuts.

By far, these are the best donuts Ive had in the Bay Area.

I went back to see if that was still the case.

It is.

By the way, most of the donut shops, it seems, is named "Happy Donuts" and "All Star Donuts".

Theyre also almost all owned by Thai or Laotian folk.

Again, I dont know why.
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On most tourist-provided maps, central SF is detailed, while the rest of the map is reduced in scale or cut off.

Riding the #29 had me glimpsing expanses of beige and pink dwellings, the other side of SF.

As if it were one huge suburban tract, mediterranean style.

Not as picturesque as the rest of SF, but still breath-taking in its own way.
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Today's horrorscope sez partially:

Travel, even close by, is uplifting. Don't worry about what you can afford - you'll find a way to pay for the excursion.

JPennant: Well, I just came back from seeing much of San Francisco
JPennant: accidentally, of course.
JPennant: I jumped on a bus I thought would only take me a couple of miles.
JPennant: Turns out that the end of the line on this bus, wasnt even really the end of the line
JPennant: surreal
Glinessa: lol
Glinessa: it's not NYC
Glinessa: you need to remember taht
JPennant: Fer sure
JPennant: I saw the 'mediterranean' side of SF
JPennant: miles and miles of multicolored houses sprawled from the beach up the hills, perched on cliffs, all tightly together.
Glinessa: any pictures?
JPennant: no camera yet
JPennant: I will be taking those pictures when I do

I feel Ive seen so much today, it feels as if its already sunday, so much has passed.
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The rest of today's horrorscope sez:

You're coming to terms with the realization that things that used to make you feel "safe" like a steady job, money in the bank, a committed relationship, etc., are fragile, transitory states in life that can't be counted upon 100%.

The real security is the creative power of the universe, the one that holds the planets in orbit. It can hold your life together too.

Have more faith.

Right on.