Lunch with Laine at North Beach

Peppermint dipped in chocolate

This is all candy :)

U Lee takeout for dinner! Not shown new shoes and house full of random teenagers. Cocktails to come :) Stop by!

Leave it to Lisa to come up with Charles Bukowski embroidered lingerie.

And yes these photos have to be this big to fully present every fabulous detail.

I showed Laine (13) my favorite typographer, Jessica Hische’s work, and she whips this out. While we’re driving in the car, even.

San Francisco, CA February 3, 2011—The five-time Grammy Award-winning San Francisco Girls Chorus (SFGC), conducted by Susan McMane, has made music history by being selected as the first-ever U.S. competitor in the prestigious BBC and European Broadcasting Union competitions, “Let The Peoples Sing,” in Manchester England in October 2012. The 45-year-old biennial competition features three choruses in three categories—youth, adult and an open category for choruses that perform music within a specific cultural tradition. SFGC was nominated by the programming staff of American Public Radio, and SFGC will sing against two other youth choirs, one from Tallin, Estonia, and one from Sweden. For information about Let the Peoples Sing, visit http://www.ebu.ch/en/radio/competitions/ltps_index.php and about the San Francisco Girls Chorus,www.sfgirlschorus.org.

Check out our ride!

Lunch at Pelican Inn, sweet place.

Gorgeous day, cute husband!

I has framing issues

Tagged?

Cake by Chef Laine

We finally got a chance to try this place, it was great.

The American Grilled Cheese Kitchen

Hayes-Broderick  to secede from NOPA?

Vampires using extacys  and beer picnics seem like as good a reason as any.

Check it out, Friday night and almost 2 entire blocks of parking at Hayes and Divis

Bonus: a 21 Ghost bus sighting.

also that our wood floors are nastily more distressed then I thought.

If anyone still needs a tree there are a slew of them on Grove @Steiner (SF)

Nancy and I have been working on last night’s event “Light in the Grove” and today’s World AIDS Day event at the National AIDS Memorial Grove. For Phil and I all things AIDS are at heart about our good friend George Richard, an artist who slowly wasted away, became blind and finally died while living with us on 11th Street. So who do I run into first walking home after all that emotional celebration? Michael, George’s best friend and his wife Drew, who none of us have seen in years. I told them I had to take their picture, or no one would believe that I actually saw them!

Mirror bought at school auction for New Traditions Colette’s Kindergarten year 2000 reflecting part of a drawing by me on plywood. Tile box made by my mom when she was in a TB ward when I was 8—9. Best hair brush ever given to me by Beth Ross at my second baby shower hosted by Simone Simone. Detangler comb given to us girls by Phil on wise recommendation by Jenny du Pont. Beautiful handheld mirror given to me by my friend-since-Kindergarten Polly on her trip to Polynesia, basket contains cool skull given to us from Jeanne and Richard on our 100 year party.

Basket holds hysterical photo of Colette and Laine that I will always hold as ammo from La Cocina’s streetfood event, the “to mom” frame holds a photo from Laine’s preschool that presages her melancholy. The empty frame was a gift from my great friend from Paris Beaux Arts days, Maya Maria Raymoundi Popantonopolis, who I recently heard from her brother Sotiris had died.

My childhood guitar “Goya” but made in Sweden, a dresser home-made in the 50s for my dad by his friend. I painted it white as a kid and then stripped it as an adult. The silk scarf is from my dads regiment in Japan WWII. My dad died in 1968. The wooden bowl a gift from Nancy.Phil’s glasses case looks like a minimist cartoon snake.

Headboard: annoying clock from Wallgreens purchased by husband, pinecone from an amazing pitch by Colette in her baseball days, the last remaining gorillas from a glass jar full of them from Sarah, a previous 11thst tenant, smarties and further out of view murder books and cocktails.

Spy Laine and friends.

Halloween, AKA an excuse for teenage girls to wear vaguely  inappropriate stuff

Unleashed on the neighborhood, Phil and I home with cocktails and the game. That’s what’s called win-win unless we lose.

Grove Street Farmers Market

Maisie looks like she’s on crack with that one eye big thing. She acts like it too. hmmmm.

Recently we had the window open since it’s now summer in SF and hot. In the middle of the night a neighborhood cat snuck in that looked EXACTLY the same as Maisie. When I got up in the morning I picked up the cat thinking it was Maisie and put her on our bed, she ran away but then the real Maisie was there on the other side of the bed. And I was doing the huh? senior tripping moment thing. Luckily Maisie has that one white whisker. And the one eye bigger than the other. So I knew which one to put outside.

They closed the streets  to cars in our neighborhood. Lots of bike action. For some reason this is the only picture I took. Pie and ice cream at Green Chili and Marty Feldman dual eyeball effect achieved (off camera). Great day.

Dublin. CA that is

Sanju, Hisuk, Phil and I at Bar Agricole. Waldorf based! Not the salad, the German School philosophy guy. Two blocks away from our old place on 11th st. Great place—food, drinks, service and space. Not so expensive considering all you get. PS Hisuk was not harmed in this picture, he is merely channeling philosophy.

Thanks to the Dargans, this guy and everyone for another fabulous Labor Day!

I wondered who ate at this new mexican place on Divisidero, now we know, total bachelor pad.