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The sidewalks sparkle!
Feb. 5th, 2006 01:42 amWent to the city with Jon and Ashy today. It was fun but for me had kind of a bitter, 'things I should have done in highschool' flavour at times.
(I'm skipping the part here where I drive around in circles for a half hour because I can't navigate)
We stop and walk to Mr/Madame S to look at stuff but find out/remember that they have moved. Foolishly trusting my navigation again, we walk up the street towards where I believe Stormy Leather to be.
On the way, Ashy took out a clove cigarette and offered to Jon and I. What the heck. I try a few puffs and a drag off Jon's. Interesting. Sweet, kind of nice. Sort of a weird sensation.
This was one of the highschool moments. I sometimes tell this story about some housemates I had in Santa Cruz. Danny was rolling a joint and David walked in. His eyes got real big and he pointed at it and shreiked, 'WHAT'S THAT!?!?' To which, Danny cooly replied, "It's pot. Want some?". David flung himself against the wall and screamed, "NO!!!" then ran out the door and didn't come back for several hours.
I didn't smoke pot. I was nervous around it, but I didn't freak out, but I know deep down inside, there was a part of me that was definetely David. He was an extreme charicature of whitebread america but I was from there too. I knew what was in his head.
It's not so much that I tried a cigarette today as that there was no trace of David in me. I am no longer programmed to automatically fear the unknown. I'd be just as cool saying 'no', and have many times. Saying 'yes' just made me conscious of this. Anyhow. I didn't become instantly addicted to tobacco or anything like that but it did remind me of the weird buzz I'd gotten from some chinese ginseng cigarettes that Laura had many years ago. Overall, the buzz from smoking is not something I enjoy. Made me feel... Not good or bad or anything... Just kind of weird and a little nauseous. It's also entirely possibly that was all in my head and it did nothing at all.
Anyhow. On our walk, Jon found a fencing supply store and we stopped and he talked about swords and that he used to do fencing competition. Cool. :)
After that, we didn't find Stormy Leather but did find another shop which has some quite reasonable prices on several things. Paid Ashy back for thanksgiving, got something for Jon, and for myself I got some matching electric blue leather cuffs and collar. Not heavy duty stuff but cute. Something I might use in a costume later or for other purposes. ;)
We walked back to the car and got to see a bit of graffiti that was interesting, a lot that was not, and a strange litttle clock shop which I would have loved to sit in and record audio and visual from for a couple hours. Now that I think about it, I may have wondered in there with Rik, Kin, and Peggy a year ago. Still an interesting little place.
After that, we drove around in circles for an hour, staying within a block or two of chinatown while I continued my competent driving record for finding things. Instead of chinatown, we ended up at the japantown mall for lunch. Ohwell. After lunch, I felt my debts were all paid and we wandered around for a bit there before heading back to find Chinatown for real!
Eventually found the Moscone center which was close enough to walk. (I'm much better at navigating on foot) Walked to Chinatown. Got Ashy a hat. Wandered around a lot more making a spectacle of ourselves and generally having a good time. Eventually found the car again, drove back here, had pie at Cocos, dropped off Jon, watched some movies, talked about another movie, looked it up, found a laserdisc for cheap on e-bay and bid on it. We'll see if I get it. Now it's way past bedtime and I'm not moving towards a normal schedule.
I know I left out at LEAST one other interesting thing but ohwell. If I left out something good and it wants to be talked about, I'm sure it'll get filled in.
(I'm skipping the part here where I drive around in circles for a half hour because I can't navigate)
We stop and walk to Mr/Madame S to look at stuff but find out/remember that they have moved. Foolishly trusting my navigation again, we walk up the street towards where I believe Stormy Leather to be.
On the way, Ashy took out a clove cigarette and offered to Jon and I. What the heck. I try a few puffs and a drag off Jon's. Interesting. Sweet, kind of nice. Sort of a weird sensation.
This was one of the highschool moments. I sometimes tell this story about some housemates I had in Santa Cruz. Danny was rolling a joint and David walked in. His eyes got real big and he pointed at it and shreiked, 'WHAT'S THAT!?!?' To which, Danny cooly replied, "It's pot. Want some?". David flung himself against the wall and screamed, "NO!!!" then ran out the door and didn't come back for several hours.
I didn't smoke pot. I was nervous around it, but I didn't freak out, but I know deep down inside, there was a part of me that was definetely David. He was an extreme charicature of whitebread america but I was from there too. I knew what was in his head.
It's not so much that I tried a cigarette today as that there was no trace of David in me. I am no longer programmed to automatically fear the unknown. I'd be just as cool saying 'no', and have many times. Saying 'yes' just made me conscious of this. Anyhow. I didn't become instantly addicted to tobacco or anything like that but it did remind me of the weird buzz I'd gotten from some chinese ginseng cigarettes that Laura had many years ago. Overall, the buzz from smoking is not something I enjoy. Made me feel... Not good or bad or anything... Just kind of weird and a little nauseous. It's also entirely possibly that was all in my head and it did nothing at all.
Anyhow. On our walk, Jon found a fencing supply store and we stopped and he talked about swords and that he used to do fencing competition. Cool. :)
After that, we didn't find Stormy Leather but did find another shop which has some quite reasonable prices on several things. Paid Ashy back for thanksgiving, got something for Jon, and for myself I got some matching electric blue leather cuffs and collar. Not heavy duty stuff but cute. Something I might use in a costume later or for other purposes. ;)
We walked back to the car and got to see a bit of graffiti that was interesting, a lot that was not, and a strange litttle clock shop which I would have loved to sit in and record audio and visual from for a couple hours. Now that I think about it, I may have wondered in there with Rik, Kin, and Peggy a year ago. Still an interesting little place.
After that, we drove around in circles for an hour, staying within a block or two of chinatown while I continued my competent driving record for finding things. Instead of chinatown, we ended up at the japantown mall for lunch. Ohwell. After lunch, I felt my debts were all paid and we wandered around for a bit there before heading back to find Chinatown for real!
Eventually found the Moscone center which was close enough to walk. (I'm much better at navigating on foot) Walked to Chinatown. Got Ashy a hat. Wandered around a lot more making a spectacle of ourselves and generally having a good time. Eventually found the car again, drove back here, had pie at Cocos, dropped off Jon, watched some movies, talked about another movie, looked it up, found a laserdisc for cheap on e-bay and bid on it. We'll see if I get it. Now it's way past bedtime and I'm not moving towards a normal schedule.
I know I left out at LEAST one other interesting thing but ohwell. If I left out something good and it wants to be talked about, I'm sure it'll get filled in.
