Friends in Town

And then I lost my camera.

Happiness in a Box

Three cheers for nieces and nephews.

Quick Fix

to a long day at work: New shoes waiting on my doorstep.

My Tribe

I sure do love this movie. I find myself wishing on a pretty regular basis that I was part of a tribe, or something like that, with brown skin and beautiful, thick hair.

So, I got to thinking about this whole idea of saving your tribe. And I got to thinking about all the things that need saving in our tribe. I guess I'm really glad I have a church to provide structure to that. And I have a lot to learn from little Pai--patience, love, belief in self, sacrifice.

I still wish I had brown skin.

Happy Bobbin'

Driving into the city to meet up with some friends, I was confronted head-on with some of my least favorite things about city-life: Traffic. Scantily-clad youth participating in some sort of self-destructive rite of passage. Vomit. Bad smells. Thankfully, I got the car parked, locked up, and we headed over to the park for some good times...

Peace, Love, and Dahlias.

Dusk in the park.

Jewels and Kat, soaking up the atmosphere.

Reppin' on MUNI.

It took us a while to get there, but Hardly Strictly Bluegrass at Golden Gate Park was worth it. We made it in time for a great little concert by World Party. Outside. Free. With lots of Happy bobbin'. I much prefer the happy bobbin'. It's a good sign that I don't care how silly it looks--rites of passage be gone. Happy bobbin' live on.

Santa Cruzin'

My pal Juleen flew in for a long weekend. We took advantage of some great weather and drove down the Great Highway to Santa Cruz:

Juleen and the Local Art

Strawberries, of course.


Communicating.