You won’t need directions.

• high heels
• composting
• cereal
• The Arctic Monkeys
• saving
• The New Yorker
• body scans
• therapy
• working out
• less time online
• avoiding toxic environments
• learning to trust
• remembering
• his new shoes
• last.fm
• Toddlers and Tiaras
• blue cheese
• aprons
• sheep on leashes
• flossing
• learning Spanish
• short-sheeting

I love this album. It lives permanently in my Top 20 albums of all time.

It was the fuzzy boots I noticed first, and her tornado of blonde hair, but it was the man with the parrot on his arm that turned my head. I’ve never lived in a place with parrots, much less a place with so many.

I wanted to ask him about his parrot, but I did not.

It pleases me greatly that I have whetted the appetites of Bay Areans for some greasy, greasy Sonic fast food. The crushed ice, the thousands of soda flavor combinations, the cheese tots. Those who have had it audibly moaned, those who have not are intrigued and bewildered:

Just ate half a left-over medium pizza to satisfy the gluttenous fatty food fix this thread created. Now to go in search of a good bacon cheeseburger and a chocolate shake. Dang SF and not having a ‘Sonic’ available.
Hummm, might have to make friends with someone with a car just to take a roadtrip…..

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If your dentist offers you laughing gas, I’m gonna go ahead and suggest that you take her up on it.

This video is worth watching for an assortment of reasons: 1) The Speaker’s untamed Southern accent. GAWD, I miss people talking like that,  2) A Tennessee politician calls his opponent in debate a Nazi. One problem: Dude is Jewish [starts at minute 1:40], and 3) the visible wincing and head wagging of the gentleman at the upper right corner who clearly understands the fuckedupedness of what this state Senator has just said:

Read my pal A.C. Kleinheider’s commentary on the matter, wherein he argues that the offending Senator should be scolded for his lack of debate skills, not his flippant use of the word Nazi. (But I agree with Mary Mancini.)

Today I watched someone I follow on Twitter make joke after joke about how soon he should ask to see his friend’s ex-girlfriend’s nude images now that the couple had broken up. I unfollowed the person, shook my head and went about my day.

Then I read this:

Jessica Logan’s nude cell-phone photo - meant for her boyfriend’s eyes only - was sent to hundreds of teenagers last year in at least seven Greater Cincinnati high schools.

The 18-year-old Sycamore High School senior was then bombarded with taunts: slut, porn queen, whore.

On July 3, Jessie hanged herself in her bedroom.
[…]
She couldn’t even escape when she went home, her close friends said.

“I’d be with her and she’d get numbers that weren’t even in her contacts, random numbers that she didn’t know, texting her, ‘You’re a whore, you’re a slut,’ ” Lauren said.

“Or, she’d get on MySpace and get messages from people calling her those names, or Facebook would be the same way. It was constant. She’d go home thinking, ‘Oh I’m going to get away from this,’ but she never could get away from it.”

I am sickened every time I hear of a former lover betraying someone in this manner. Now that I’ve read Jessie’s story I am so mad I’m in tears.

I don’t know what to say, but that I hope to God these people know not what they do. Those who disseminate, ask to see or even joke about viewing intimate images not meant for them do a damage far greater than they can grasp.

Sharing with others discreet images meant for you is despicable. Don’t be a fucking asshole.

-drive to Ashland City for photowalk

-visit the Parthenon

-biscuits at Loveless Cafe

-first time at Country Music Hall of Fame

-swimming, tanning in the sun

-ride in Smiley’s SmartCar

-chicken and dumplings at Cracker Barrel

-West Nashville thrift shopping

-cheap live music

-BBQ with sliced white bread

-shop for cowboy boots

-drunken Waffle House hashbrowns

-go to the hippest club, order the most expensive cocktail and not flinch

-listen to Dave Ramsey

-drop the word “hella” into conversation

-reclaim my accent

-hit “Love Circle”

-dine at Tin Angel

An unusually empty and quiet 14-Mission (despite the color bars, yes this video works):

Taking the 14 from brittney gilbert on Vimeo.

Heading into the 24th St BART station. Note the guy in front of me getting on the bus is still in front of me:

Heading into the 24th St Station from brittney gilbert on Vimeo.

Off to downtown SF:

BARTing Downtown from brittney gilbert on Vimeo.

Photo by pimpexposure.

On buses, in bars, on trains. Dangling legs, feet hovering, but never skimming the floor fills me with a sense of excitement and a chance to change it all.