Monday, September 20, 2004

Quick Hits

I'm starting to have a mental backlog of things I wanted to write about, so this possibly long post will cover a buncha things.

San Francisco
The wife & I spent the last week of August in San Francisco, and loved it. Actually, it was more like a love-hate thing. We loved the weather, the food, and the wine country. We loved that another urban setting could make a pretty decent attempt at "can't we all just get along" and do a better-than-expected job. We loved being able to get around using public transportation since we're both typical New Yorkers who don't drive. But, we hated that the homeless situation is really intense. It was heartbreaking to see so many people with blank faces and sad resignation wandering and homesteading, both singly and in groups We figured out that the city's homeless population isn't necessarily bigger than New York's, but that the ability to live outside for most of the year creates greater visibility. New York's homeless end up underground, literally and figuratively, for at least six months.

It's hard not to feel romantic when standing in front of a glass window on the 21st floor, watching the fog roll in at sunset. And, as trite as it seems, dammit, we liked riding the cable car so much we did it twice. We had a few laughs, and would visit again.

Must do: some sort of seafood in Sausalito, a trip to wine country, a visit to Scharffen Berger Chocolate in Berkeley, the brownie sundae at Ghirardelli Square.

Must skip: The Castro (unless you're a gay white man), Fisherman's Wharf

Christian Paranoia
I'm going to apologize in advance because this won't be the last time I talk about Christians. However, I had to share. Why is it that evangelical Christians are so afraid of anything not Christian? Who told them America was a Christian country? Why are they so afraid of sex? And why are they so afraid of Armageddon? More later.

The Sanctity of Marriage, My Ass
As of this date, Britney Spears, pop and culture icon, has married. Again. She's picked a real winner, a "baby daddy" with not one, but two kids with a former flame. He split up with her while she was pregnant with their second child. What a prince among men, eh? And queers can't marry. Go figure.


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