Thursday, September 30, 2010

sunny side

I had what they call a San Francisco moment today. A "moment" can happen anywhere, at any time, but this one felt San Francisco-y.

I could hear the distinct sound of a New Orleans jazz band as I walked down Sacramento Street. They were playing at the Embarcadero Center. Off to the side, a little old lady danced to "Sunny Side of the Street."

Sigh... everything's going to be OK.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

not what I do

So maybe I was so close to the stage that I scared the band, but I really enjoyed last night's Sarah Harmer's show at The Independent (a cool venue with friendly staff).

Something about knowing the words to all the songs and singing along like a big geek and not giving a damn -- so very freeing. What can I say, I have all her CDs. I won't embarrass myself by trying to give a real "review" since my language for all things music is paltry at best. In a few words, it rocked, and I didn't mind being there by myself, sipping pear ciders and grinning like a loon. I wish I could entertain people like that, but that's not what I do. I clap, I sing and "woo" with the rest of the crowd. I think that's OK.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

As if to say

I disapprove of whatever it is you are doing.

Saturday, September 18, 2010


Originally uploaded by jeesau
Let's just all try to get along shall we? (I'm talking to you, people at the office.) If these two can share the same 12" x 14" space then you adults can surely get along in an office of approximately the same size.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

only a little present

seating for one
Originally uploaded by jeesau
It's hard to meditate when you have a purring cat sashaying her way through your space, purring. I only made it 7 minutes.

Must remember to close the door.

Monday, September 13, 2010


This is emo horse. He gets all the lady horses by brooding and being complex. His long "mane in the eyes" look promotes his emo vibe.

Saw this horse at the end of a lovely hike with my sis yesterday. Does me good to get out in the fresh air and walk on some real ground -- no asphalt or concrete or tile. Something with dirt and rocks and tree roots embedded in it. I forgot to meditate yesterday (yes, I really did forget), but I think I covered my "being present" bases on this hike though.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

saying no

It's not easy, especially to a face like that. Wondering where her breakfast is, tiny chirping meows. She's now politely sitting near me on the floor waiting until I remember to feed her.

She has a "dental" today and had to be fasted for 12 hours before her appointment at 10. I tried, believe me, to explain that to her, but she didn't really understand the concept of anesthesia.

Thursday, September 2, 2010


There's a placard posted outside the ladies' room in my office building. The sign also has braille, but I noticed that some of the raised dots are scratched off. Does that constitute a typo? Will a visually impaired woman looking for a restroom check the sign and be misled? What if the typo actually spells out: "No man's land. Enter at your own peril." or "Crocodile breeding ground. Do not enter."

Also, is this post horribly insensitive?