a man on the move
After being in town for 1 whole day, I got to go to the DMV. Tomorrow morning, I am moving from Sac to SF, to my enormously intimidating but beautiful new diggs.
When I was at the DMV changing my address and renewing my registration, the girls behind the counter flipped out when they saw my new address. "Lombard Street! I know that! That's the crooked street, right?" And then like 3 DMV girls came over and were excitedly asking me questions about SF and what I did and DID I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND and other odd things.
Strange, what a street address can do to people. Personally, I don't care about the street. I just love the view and the fact that it has a garage and laundry and a bit of outdoor space, and I can walk to anything I need. Oh, and I get to take a cable car home from work; and I have a 5 burner gas range and a formal dining room. And I can look out and watch the traffic on the crooked street while i pee!
Actually, I love probably everything about it. I can hardly wait.
I want to post a copy of the prayer I laid at the Western Wall in Jerusalem, but I don't know if I should. Those things are supposed to be secret.
In closing, I would sign up for Twitter, but it sounds a bit too much like "tweaker."
When I was at the DMV changing my address and renewing my registration, the girls behind the counter flipped out when they saw my new address. "Lombard Street! I know that! That's the crooked street, right?" And then like 3 DMV girls came over and were excitedly asking me questions about SF and what I did and DID I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND and other odd things.
Strange, what a street address can do to people. Personally, I don't care about the street. I just love the view and the fact that it has a garage and laundry and a bit of outdoor space, and I can walk to anything I need. Oh, and I get to take a cable car home from work; and I have a 5 burner gas range and a formal dining room. And I can look out and watch the traffic on the crooked street while i pee!
Actually, I love probably everything about it. I can hardly wait.
I want to post a copy of the prayer I laid at the Western Wall in Jerusalem, but I don't know if I should. Those things are supposed to be secret.
In closing, I would sign up for Twitter, but it sounds a bit too much like "tweaker."