Friday, 28 February 2003 (storm over jupiter)
5:48pm
Last night was, for me, one of those quintessential San Francisco evenings. After
a self-publishing workshop at Spanganga featuring both Keith Knight and Vale (the
latter of whom simply gave me a book which I'd tried to buy from him, saying he
doesn't feel right taking my money), I went to the Safeway at Market and
Church. As I got out of the car and locked it, I noticed someone approaching me; the fact that
he was wearing a black vinyl coat and boots suggested that we'd probably met before.
In fact, we do run into each quite often, usually at shows. He was parked a few spots
away, and introduced me to his girlfriend. They'd been up for a few days on
crystal metheven if he hadn't said it, it would have been obvious after a few
minutesand were waiting for call from their dealer, presumably to stock up so they
could stay up for a few more days. They invited me to join them, and weren't offended
when I declined.
As we stood at his car talking, someone else approached us. It took me a moment to
recognize him from Alvin's party. He asked about K'vetch, saying that he had a piece
worked out to read, but that A) he was nervous since it would be his first time reading
in public, and B) he didn't want to miss the season premiere of one of his favorite
teevee shows. I told him K'vetch is a very supportive to virgins (true), and, more
importantly, that his time would be better spent out with people than staying home watching
teeveebesides, he could tape it and watch it later. I think I convinced him.
Eventually I broke free and actually did my shopping. As I was walking back to the car,
a guy who had been walking parallel to me called out, "I don't know you, but
you look fantastic in black!" I'd damn well better, since wardrobe-wise, my options are
limited. I thanked him for the compliment.
Speaking of self-publishing (which I think I was, at at some point), I made a few dozen
copies of my chapbook at Kinko's today, and I'm going to Alvin's tomorrow to use his
long-reach stapler. I'm so punk rock.
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