The Caesar Salad is Mexican
Last few days:
- Friday – was driven around in LA by Carlos’ brother. Crashed on the couch at 6:30. Woke up at 4am next day.
- Saturday – Walked around the neighborhood at sunrise. Took a long walk later around the city looking for wifi access. Outside the Flynt Publications building found four advertised networks. All used protection. Carlos came down from the Bay Area and we went out on Sunset Blvd with Melissa and her brother. Also went to “Barney’s Beanery – the sloppy joe house slash nightlife with an incredibly attractive waitstaff.”
- Sunday – Jared’s wedding. Drove up to the BA with C-los and Yuwynn.
- Monday – Triumphant return to Berkeley with tail between legs. Breakfast at Venus. Helped Alissa move out of Theta. Watched the Cal Math graduation. Had a pint for my homies at Thalassa. Walked by Jupiter. Had pizza and coke for lunch. Joined Kristen, Michele, and Kim at the Castro apartment. Had pizza and Prosecco for dinner. Took BART back to MacArthur. Decided to walk back to C-los’ apartment. Had no idea where to go. Visited the Oakland Army Reserve Base. Visited the Wastewater Treatment Plant. Not open for tours at 1am. Found my way back to the apartment after only having walked 5.6 miles (3.5 unnecessary) out of my way through some of the shadiest parts of West Oakland carrying at least $1500 worth of electronics. Found myself locked out. Knocked on a few windows. Made it inside and passed out.
- Tuesday – Spent the largest part of the day relaxing in the apartment. Had Spinach and Dal curry for lunch. Went with C-los, Christina, Lauren, and Jen to Thalassa. Ran into Ellen, Todd, and Skye. Received two marriage proposals. One subsequently retracted. Considering having a first wife.
- Wednesday – Sitting in Berkeley Espresso. Soy Chai and Bagel with Lox for breakfast. Free wireless internet. Found someone’s Day Planner with a SWA trip itinerary inside. E-mailed her and got a response. Here she is. Just gave it back to her. Turns out she was in front of me in line. Have a nice time in Portland, Oregon on June 12, Mrs. Carol Sparks of CDHS.
michele 5:48 pm on Wednesday, May 26, 2004 Permalink
lost in oakland, no! i feel so much worse now than i did when i couldn’t find any contact solution in my bag so you could spend the night at kristen’s. argh. then again, you do have a built in weapon on your arm.
p.s. did you notice the things we wanted to write on your cast, two posts down?
Danny Dawson 6:01 pm on Wednesday, May 26, 2004 Permalink
When I was walking I saw a screwdriver on the ground, which I considered picking up for defense, but the anti-violence side of me said no. I then understood the suspicions I’ve always had about not living to see 30. I chose that walk.
I was also going through all the mental motions of cast-as-weapon.
I noticed them. You should’ve taken out the wite-out.
michele 1:55 pm on Friday, May 28, 2004 Permalink
sunday, baby.