Last night I rode butterlap and it worked as good as a temprary magic eraser for all that has been buzzing my head. Going for a ride, conquering some hills, roaming the city with clear skies and chatting a little with the bike peeps will do that.
It is a shrink on two wheels, without you even having to talk about it.
Dear bicycles, you are all I need at the end of the day.
Tonight I will be hanging out with my boys.
This was back in mid-December I think, a few minutes before two fabulous drag queens were hitting on them, and shortly after we started talking about make-up and wigs. The boys were then left alone.
Not with Frenchie, but with some random bike right across from Orphan Andys.
17th y Castro.
I forgot to show you the photo that I submitted just for fun, in the photo competition that the fine site candycranks held.
The contest ran through the month of December 2010.
This is in front of the Asian Art Museum, and I had forgotten all about the timer. I’m not very good at that, I get easily distracted.
Looks like I’m picking my nose, perhaps. But I’m removing my shades, I ran into a friend. Read on, and check out all the entries here: candycranks.com/…