Ever been to the Red Victorian over in the Haight? I popped in there on Sept. 11th while I was waiting for the show to start in Golden Gate Park. The place is a trip. It's got a bunch of freaky themed rooms and the owner who designed them all way back in the 60s still lives there. Neat, huh? Anyhoo... I got a great little tour from the very professional tour guide there who was kind enough to pose in the above picture.
I got one other pic while I was there. Pure San Francisco:
It's funny how small a world we live in, no? Before I got my new laptop, while I was still using the express computers here at the SFPL but when I was just truly breaking out of the mind control, I happened to have a chance meeting with her while waiting to use a computer. It was odd in many ways. She acted a little nervous and initiated a conversation by asking if my name was "Johnny." I never, ever introduce myself as Johnny and there is no plausible reason that anyone would make such a mistake with an adult. If one was in doubt about such a thing, naturally they would play it safe and address the person as John. The point is, a major point of this ordeal, is to piss the subject off anyway you can, as often as possible. My immediate family used to love to call me Johnny because they knew I didn't like it. It was an opportunity for them to both irritate me and be condescending at the same time. They all did it. Anyway...she then started a conversation about not owning a computer. When I was still wrapped tightly in the mind control, I would have just gone along with her line, but since I had my mind back at that point, I very clearly asked, "Well if you don't have a computer and you need one today, why don't I see you here all the time?" She had no answer.
I have seen her at the library on exactly one other occasion. She showed up in the isle leading directly to wear I am sitting right now immediately after I published my last post. Yep--it's a small, small world, baby. Note the black and white stripes:
It's impossible for me to quantify just how sick I am of being fucked with.
Joseph
C. Zoccali, Clearwater, Florida; Rick Wilson,
Niles, Ohio; Christine
Faranda, Cleveland, Ohio; Len Spector; Marc Greece, A&E
Networks; Reverend David Plank, Palatine Bridge, NY; Carrie (Plank) Bruno,
Queens, NY; Cynthia Green,
Tech Recruiter; Sioux
Logan, Red Stream Technologies; Mike Tricario, MTV; Sean Newman, Columbus, Ohio; Jim
Reed, Columbus, Ohio; Zynga; Sasha Goldenson, Marty Eggert, Cleveland, Ohio; Kathy Haxton, Cleveland, Ohio, St. Joe’s Medical Center, Warren, Ohio; Coleman Professional Services,
Warren, Ohio; Laura
McCormick
An
Pham, anpham1111@gmail.com; Anna Stepnova, stepnova@aol.com; Barbara Anne Wolf, wolf.barbara.anne@gmail.com, (415) 812-4926; Brian Montague, jetbpm@aol.com; Charles
Crites, critesfam@sbcglobal.net; EHSOH, lovycera@gmail.com; Elizabeth
Nicolosi, elizabethnicolosi@hotmail.com; Kristy
Guertin, guertk@spu.edu; Meagan Franz, meaganfranz@hotmail.com; Miyako
Abe, mtea2006@yahoo.com; Nora Salah, nsalah01@yahoo.com; Teresa Keller, teresa@rtwwithus.org; Natasha
Warder
Kathleen Kashay; Erica
Agyeman; Darcy
Estes; Alison Victor; Tracy
Dietz; Kaitlin
McGaw; Kayla Marriot
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