I’m writing a lot these days (upcoming deadline for the new screenplay) so my blog is a little more quiet than usual. Still, a few things caught my attention in the last week:
-The potential of destruction of alcohol and the strange attraction it has on people still manages to amaze me, even though I’ve witnessed it all too intimately since childhood. It has to be one of the most painful way to kill yourself, not counting the damage it does around you. Now I read that girls across college campuses are the new casualties. One of them managed to survive and wrote a memoir about it. Smashed, it’s called. It’s a strange word. It almost sounds funny it you don’t think about it too much.
-The gorgeous pictures that Karl brought back from his trip to Asia make me want to travel, though I know it won’t happen for a while.
-Instead of traveling these days, I use the Amazon Yellow Pages. By typing in the name of my favorite neighborhood Thai Restaurant in San Francisco, I get a series of pictures leading up to the restaurant. As I click, I recognize the houses and can almost feel the familiar smells of my old home, as if I was suddenly transported there and got a chance to walk around for a minute. This is the closest thing we’ll get to teleportation for a while.
Someone came up with a program that pastes all these pictures together. Take a walk on the old hippie hang out, Haight Street, from Golden Gate Park to the Civic Center area. Man, I could really use a good San Francisco burrito right now. (via Darren Barefoot)
-There’s also a new guy in my life (black and hairy) but I’m not sure if he’s going to be around for long so I’ll talk about him later. I’m sure Laurent is dying to know.
