Doesn't this guy know about Craigslist?

The Internet means that you don't have to place handwritten pieces of paper in the newspaper dispensers in the Financial District that solicit sex from random white women anymore!



It's almost as if this man doesn't care about humanity's hard won progress. It's a shame, really.

So what happens after dusk?

No really.


Is it like the movie Gremlins?

Picture taken in a Starbucks near my office.

Gotta love quotation marks

I suppose saying this food is "new" is better than saying it's "fresh."


More "unnecessary" quotation marks "here."

Kool-Aid pushers out on Fillmore

Discipulus Legis and I were out running errands this morning and happened upon Obots dutifully pushing their Messiah's latest plans to bankrupt the nation, um, I mean his budget. As you can see, they don't seem to have many takers even though the farmer's market across the street was hoppin'. Maybe there is some hope for my fellow San Franciscans after all.

What a difference an election makes

This is my score on a "How Progressive Are You?" quiz from the Center for American Progress. Thankfully, the answer is not very. Alaskan compound, here I come (and yes, I will be dragging Discipulus Legis with me)!

Empty lives, indeed

Yes on Prop 8 in photos

A few editorial comments about people who support Proposition 8.

1.) The lady (yes, apparently it is a lady) below is named Ginger Reese. You'd think that she would support marriage for everyone given the fact that someone as ugly as she is would need to consider all possible suitors--male, female, and trans--to have even the slightest chance of finding someone who would want to marry her.



2.) The gentleman on the far left of the photo below (the one with the cane) is anti-gay marriage, but that's kind of understandable. When he was serving in the Civil War under Lee, buggery was a scourge amongst the fighting men and he has been against it ever since.



3.) The woman below is Mary Strauss from Oakland. Someone should tell her to take off her Obama/Biden pin, since neither Democratic candidate supports her son's right to marry.



4.) The bebeh in the stroller pictured below is named Crysta Rice. Hopefully Crysta will grow up to be the biggest k.d. lang-listening, "L Word"-watching, cous cous-eating, crew cut-having, flannel shirt-wearing, Harley-riding, labrys tattoo on her bicep-displaying butch bull dagger dyke to walk the planet, ever.

Fuck you, Barack Obama

Also, fuck you Democratic National Committee.

Fuck you, Nancy Pelosi

Fuck you, factory farmers*

*This is Proposition 2, by the way.

Fuck you, Yes on 8

This is why I f-ing love Sarah

Go Sarah! Go Sarah! I say Obama and you say Ayers!

"Let's kick some ass!"

As Karita Mattila said to Deborah Voight before today's Met HD broadcast of Salome, and kick some ass she did. No boobs were shown, much to Discipulus Legis's chagrin, but it was still a great morning out at the opera.

The anxiety of reading things that are so much better than anything you could have come up with, ever

Sometimes I think I'm an okay writer. Writing is my profession and I get paid to do it. But then I read something like this and realize that I am merely an assembler of words. This is truly art:

When they're right, they're right

Discipulus Legis says that I shouldn't give the Republicans credit for anything, but you gotta admit, when they're right, they're right. But that's not the real reason I'm posting this. I admire the Phillip Glass-type music they use in the background. Very arty! More like this! I am available at any time to help any political ad team choose the best classical music suited to a particular political attack.

A special message from Artur Axmann

"Hello, children! Artur Axmann here, sending you a message from beyond the grave to compliment all of you on your 'Obama Youth' movement. As a member of the master race, I am obligated to hate all of you because you are not Aryan, but I have to give you mad props for your recent efforts to glorify your leader, Barack Obama. Seeing this takes me back to the good ol' days when I trained children to unquestioningly worship, glorify, and defend der Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler. Of course, I hope you all fail and that the Forth Reich will soon rise, but indoctrinating these youth to put all doubts and criticisms aside will surely make it easier for future leaders to control the people. Heil Hitler!"

Congrats to the Silver Stars!

I know Discipulus Legis was rooting for the other team, but I need to take a moment to congratulate the San Antonio Silver Stars on winning the WNBA Western Conference Finals. Here's to hoping that Becky Hammon can finally win a WNBA Championship!

And I'm still trying to think of a good caption for this picture:



How about, "Why yes, Becky, I would like to touch your monkeys." (Discipulus Legis does too so it's okay.)

Priorities

So how's that whole worst-economic-disaster-since-the-Great-Depression-bailout- negotiations thingy going, Obama?



Ah, swimmingly I see!

Change I can believe in

Solidarity

Today, as Discipulus Legis and I were getting off the bus in front of our apartment, a woman stopped me and asked "Where did you get that pin?". She was referring, of course, to the "Hillary for President" button that I still wear on my bag, but with the addition of "Write in" above her name. I explained that I bought it from her campaign site, but that I added the "write in" part. She told me, "Good for you. I'm still so pissed about that. She was robbed." I nodded and agreed. Then, as I walked off the bus, I raised my fist (all Angela Davis-style) and told her to write her in, too. It's nice to meet people who see things the way you do.