San Francisco Love Fest at Sunset


Andrew – Dolores Park, San Francisco


The $100 laptop – Museum of Contemporary Art


Massive Change: The future of Global Design – Museum of Contemporary Art


Finally proof of my progress arrived in the mail this week.


OK, so maybe Potato is NOT the world’s most evil cat…




While many of my friends were off playing under a scorching sun
on a dried up slab of mud known fondly as “The Playa,” Nick and
I spent the weekend playing on icy cold glaciers under the cool
Alaskan sun. Click *HERE* for full picture gallery on Flickr

We spent the weekend in Alaska: flew into Anchorage, rented a car
and drove down to Seward and back. I can’t help but feel like I
was eating my words in a sense. I recall an arguement at Irany’s
apartment over Laos vs. BRC. I guess I can agree with him. If
I could go anywhere in the world, would it really be Black Rock City?

So I’ve prepared a list of three highlights, knowing that would
quiz me on this upon his return:

Drinking glacial water straight from the source.
Nick and I sipped silt-filled water from the melt runoff less than 100
feet from Exit Glacier. It tasted like melted ice, but somehow cleaner
and crisper. Upon inquiring with the rangers about the water quality
we learned drinking glacial melt was like drinking “gravel and worms.”
Apparently microscopic worms live in the glaciers and are happily
swimming in the less-than-one-degree-above-freezing water.

Driving through the longest vehicular tunnel in North America.
Up until recently Whittier was only accessible by boat or train, the
latter via a 2.7 mile tunnel constructed over 50 years ago under the
mountains seperating it from Portage. The tunnel is a single lane
roadway that shares the passage with rail lines, in otherwords much
like driving down Market, Church, or Judah along MUNI tracks. Upon
arriving in Whittier we discovered what I declared the longest per capita
pedestrian tunnel in the world.

Salmon watching in Anchorage.
Although we didn’t get to see any of the fish leap upstream, we did see
hundreds huddled together plotting their next move in a creek near
downtown Anchorage. We’d seen a few fish in Placer Creek that flashed
their fins at us as they attempted to swim upstream. Who knew it was
so difficult for them to lay their eggs? We watched a few fish swim
upstream for about 10 minutes, and the progress they made was marginal.

And of course, an update of my visited states map…only 5 left to go!
If my travel plans work out as expected only Hawaii will remain after
this fall.

When will it end? Berlin Nightclub.


Because God has nothing better to say…