'Bred Crumbs
12.18.03
Marking Time to Minas Tirith
10:05 PMAll time this week is being measured in hours until I get to see Return of the King Saturday morning. Meanwhile ...
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Cutting across town is a pair of one-way streets, Fell and Oak, whose stoplights are synched for non-stop traffic flow. In the right lane this morning, a cyclist was riding right behind a motorcyclist, keeping up with him – from the looks of things, drafting him, as Dennis Christopher did the semi in Breaking Away. But how much of a wake do you get from a motorcycle? The sight was intriguing, even beyond the cyclist's attractively thick, green-Lycraed thighs.
At Golden Gate Park, the cyclist split off. As he did, he raised an arm and pointed a finger at the motorcycle rider – the universal "you rock" gesture. The rider reciprocated.
I was smitten, and strangely jealous of their rapport.
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Overheard in the men's room of the "Turf Club" at Golden Gate Fields, the racetrack where my company had its holiday event:
"I've never had such a great view while I was urinating."
The restroom has a giant window looking on the Golden Gate, you see. You'd think they might have pointed the racetrack that way instead of the restroom, but no.
12.15.03
Rosie the Ravager
07:14 AMIf you can believe it, I wrote my anti-Xmas-music rant before my barber subjected me to Rosie O'Donnell's Xmas album. Including the duet with Elmo. Now, I'm left wondering why the universe cursed me with functional eardrums.
Or maybe that's just what I get for getting my hair cut in the Castro. My barber's a nice guy who gives good cuts at such a great price (especially for the stylist-saturated Castro) that's it's hard to see how he stays me business. (I suspect he's subsidized by the cleaning service that runs out of the back of his building.) But I've come to fear what will be coming out of his boom box while I'm being shorn. Anymore, it tends to be the evil Celine, or some other coma-radio fare. You know it's bad when you find yourself looking at the shelf of CDs and thinking, I wish he'd put 'N Sync in.
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