His name is Kiedis. As in Anthony Kiedis, but not that Kiedis. This Kiedis is a dog. As far as dogs go Kiedis is a bundle of love. Although a mix of some of those more notorious hounds, Kiedis is long on love and short on vitriol. So short in fact I never saw him angry even when people would scrunch up his face or stick their fingers in ( Read more... )

I went and did the live journal thing and checked out Bea play El Gato Loco here in San Diego. Newlywed to throwingstardna, Bea put on a clean set and even showed a little comedic flair, "What do you call a Mexican with a rubber toe? Roberto," while playing to an intimate crowd. (Don't worry she prefaced the joke with a clear explanation how it's not racist, ( Read more... )

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So obviously, for those following my haphazard and somewhat scatter-brained journal, I've made it San Diego in my quest to ______________ {verb} the world of ______________ {person, place or thing}.

Life has been ______________ {adjective} because I've been sure to drink lots of ______________ {liquid}. At times I've had to ride my ( Read more... )

More? Ok. I've made handy image maps for the visually orientated, or for those who have trouble reading small print. Look!


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     Of all the places I went in San Francisco, my lone ride to the Legion of Honor was near the epoch of favorites. Perhaps because the museum has one of the greatest collections of Rodin sculptures in the world, or maybe it was the architecture, or maybe the mix of riding, solitude, and yet being able to spend hours walking and viewing the ( Read more... )

     In my previous visits to San Francisco there was one place that I had missed despite seeing it in movies of all sorts: The Palace of Fine Arts. Mindy Kim was kind enough to spend the day with me traipsing through the sites and otherwise enjoying stellar San Francisco weather. Honestly, it's not always this nice, but I won't pass it up when ( Read more... )

     For the highly observant I don't need to tell you that I strapped a tripod to my bike before setting off on two wheels. What? Missed it? Don't worry I wouldn't have caught it myself if I hadn't put it there.

Here ya go:
     This little feature comes in handy when I want to make a mad dash through town and snap a few pictures on the way ( Read more... )

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