25 November 2009

thanks.

ever since i cracked open the 'puter (yes, i do call her that) this morning and read fat cyclist's thanksgiving post i've been thinking about what i've been grateful for this past year.

1. i am grateful i got my sanity back. i don't know where it went for a few years there, but i only recently re-obtained it. that, to me, means more than anything i could have done or received this year. that means i can finish things i need to do. thank you.

2. i am grateful to love others and be loved in return.

3. i am grateful that i have met so many new people this year and strengthened relationships with others i have known for awhile (see 1 above).

4. i am grateful for food and being able to eat it.

5. i am grateful for good beer and being able to drink it.

6. i am grateful for a place to lay my head every night.

7. i am grateful for the pleasant weather we've had this year that enables me to ride my bicis without too much fuss.

8. i am grateful to be alive.

9. i am grateful my computer still works.

10. i am grateful for healthy san francisco.

i miss my family in texas and i wish them a great holiday!

time to enjoy the quiet streets of san francisco. mwahahahahaha. ;-) (this means being in bed watching the matrix...)

"one minute you are on top of the world...

the next minute some secretary is running over your foot with a lawnmower."
--joan to don in the hospital waiting room.

Mikael over at copenhagenize has this funny post about how dangerous lawnmowers are. (but seriously, they can be.) apparently the brilliant writers over at mad men are also aware of these things (perhaps they read copenhagenize in the future), and created my all time favorite mad men episode. ever. EVER.

if it is true, and in this season each episode was to take after a different movie genre, then this one was definitely horror (by the way, i am not sure that theory holds up towards the end of the season when the plot plopped itself down in the drivers seat and said, "if any one of you dare talk, i am going to pull this car right over and smack you with the chancla and wooden spoon i've so conveniently brought along for this exact purpose. we have a destination, and this is the way we are going.").

geez, plot, chill out already. maybe you should ride a bike instead ;)

anyway, so yah, if you haven't seen the screen shots from this episode, who am i to stop you now?





that last picture is so brilliant in so many ways...

screencaps by tom & lorenzo and madmenshow.com respectively.

23 November 2009

cafe tacuba hits up oakland.

yah, they did. and they kinda brought the house down. i think the fox theater is still intact though.

lights, camera, musica.


meli and omar singin' da tunes.

some lucky sunsofbeeches got to go up on stage and jump around and sing. i bet they were floating on air the rest of the night.

this pretty much sums up the evening. the whole theater hearts CT. thanks guys ♥



until next time. better not be 5 years from now!

19 November 2009

king's crossing

there's no need for that particular title, just listening to the elliott smith song of the same title at this moment. not exactly my choice, just on shuffle. and that's the way it is.

so what do you do when yr boo that you really need to talk to but he (and his whole office) is swine flu sick, so he's been sleeping since three in the afternoon so you can't talk; and a few hours later you get the news that you need to have your left boobie looked at again? but yr not worried cause she thought it was the right one initally and both you and her official second opinion did not feel anything abnormal. you are not worried because the left one you know has had a benign cyst there for 6 years, but then she says the magical words "asymmetrical" and then yr like. um, yah. sigh. there are no words when said left boob belongs to you.

so...

you go on a 20 mile bike ride with your friends. in the dark. in the chill. up the hill. with unknown others.

up the hillies, past the paprika colored bridge, past more hillies, look up at the stars wondering where the meteor shower was merely 18 hours earlier, through the woods, by the ocean and back again to where seeing cars and red lights and the maze of streets that seem so foreign to you even though you encounter each obstacle multiple times each and every day.

we go. drink beer. eat fried seitan (yummmmmmmmy). chat w/ the unknowns. run into girl who this one likes quite a bit from another time and place.

come home. take shower. listen to elliott smith, girl in a coma. yeah. that's i think what this one does.

and tomorrow is another day. and in 4 weeks i will have another procedure. and i do believe that is all for this muthafuckin' hump day. sleep is quite needed. for maybe a month.

17 November 2009

hey-o!

my partners in bici lady crime, aka adrienne and meli, asked me to contribute to their blog, change your life ride a bike instead of flooding their emails like waves of spam. ew....

so go on now. git. scoot on over yonder. i'll be right here when you come back. ;)

15 November 2009

ye olde friendes and new good times

today i hung out with some people i've known for, as the kids say, a minute. a minute in this case meaning 5 years.

today i hung out with someone that i've known for, as the kids say, a minute. a minute in this case meaning 2 years.

today i saw some people i've known for, as i dunno who says so will say in english, a couple of months.

what they all have in common is me, time and change. and change is on the horizon kiddos. ;)

so let's look at what happens with not change:

foto by meligrosa
looks like you have one sad calitexican:

let's see what happens with change:

foto by meligrosa

hmm. looking over new horizons. new waters, new winds, new rains. out with the old, in with the new. life is not static, unless you want it to be.

on a related note, the world, in case you didn't know or haven't heard, is beautiful. i saw the end of the san franciverse™ again as i rode along the golden gate bridge and the world was about to put another day in her pocket only to start a new one.

and with that, i bid you all adieu. until manana and with its sunrises all over the world, which have already begun, which will continue and will finish not long after i rise at dawn.

12 November 2009

tmi thursdays. oh, hai...

so, i rode around a lot doing theengs today...

when i got home, i wanted to make pastas con fake meat y beggies.

i cook mainly for myself cause i'm me... so tonight, i did the same. and i opened up the fridge and get out my fake meat stuff.

as i'm cutting my said meat product... my first thought was, "oh, mold grows on processed food?"

right on. so i've been asking around, and i've been asking for a tongue-in-cheek description of the "meat " in question....so this is what iiiiiisz got people:

santiago el gacho pacho or.... jaime, el ojete

so yeah, there ya go. unpuzzle it and i'll buy you 2 drinks of your choice, not over a certain amount i'll discuss in person. if you do not live in SF and do know the answer first (ahem, mama texican...) we can discuss other options. winkies.

and i'm listening to the hippie colombian musica de aterciopelados con el mr. diaz (not his real name). "thank god," he says, his head in his hands. but as such, he is now in el bloggie.

enways...........

and its a buenas nachos ladies and gentemen.

11 November 2009

scenes from the bikey lane: tuesday og day.

my afternoon ride takes me through a less than favorable part of town, but only for 2 blocks. this is the time people seem to want to talk to me.

1. a crazed looking tall thin meth head on the sidewalk throwing a football up in the air. it landed in the middle of the yellow lines and i slowed down thinking it would hit me on the head. it didn't, but i was not about to take chances that this guy was going to stop doing this anytime soon. i bolted out of there quickly.

2. two DRUNK OG cholos. (they must like that area, ey.) one says, "nice bike, ey. i liked the way you decorated it. don't sell it, ok?" i smile and say, "thanks," and scoot forward. the truck next to me suddenly decides he wants to take a right and nearly (yet very slowly) right hooks me. the other cholo says, "watch out for cars, senorita."

and that's about all i have to say about that. :)

03 November 2009

dia de los muertos 2009 SF style

i forgot about trying to make it out to oakland like i have in the past. here's a little diddy about a couple of years old. i collaborated on it with my friend mika. cameo by susa. we were/are interested in the military recruitment in minority neighborhoods, and had heard that this festival was heavily represented with recruiters in 2006. we didn't see them in 2007. doesn't mean they weren't there...



in 2007 a lot of crapola happened. namely the coinciding of two large events in my life. i have always celebrated dia de los muertos, but when one loses a parent, i do believe it does take on a larger role or significance in one's life. and i don't think i was really ready to do it for real in my heart for the past 2 years until this year.

so i knew i wanted to paint my face, do the altar on my bici, make paper flowers, etc. i already showed you one face that i used on friday for critical mass

Melissa by [Zakkalicious / Mikael].
photograph by Mikael Coleville-Anderson, a total badasss

so i had to make another one.

White & plastic.


then we met up for the bike ride from the panhandle to the mission. *honeychild* took some good pics of meli, ade and myself. and some arms and hands which may or may not be hiding a certain person named declan.

pre-ride posing by *Honeychild*.
photo by *honeychild*

then *honeychild* and meli entertained a bus stop for a little bit.
IMG_7364 by *Honeychild*.
photo by random on *honeychild*'s camera

mother, faces and son's face.
IMG_7378 by *Honeychild*.
photo by *honeychild*

heard lots of michael jackson, but as adrienne noted, we didn't see one farrah altar. since the procession was huge, i'm going to give it the benefit of the doubt. also, what about patrick swazye? and john hughes, and the rest of those lost in the summer of death (coined by micheal k of dlisted)...

to see lots and lots more pics, please go here. i can't keep up! i suspect there will be more tomorrow and the day after, etc.

there were lots of people. lots of cops behind us blowing their motorcycle exhaust on us. coughcough.

then pupusas, bikey home, and then beddy time. and that was the end of monday. phew. but in a good way.

lots of bikes, baskets, bikey friends, bikey good times, good memories from this weekend. it's officially going down as a winner. blue ribbon. gold star. heartheart.

sunday, what a day

so, sunday happened. that was an eventful day. time change! extra hour to sleep in, right? wrong.

so i finally drag the boo to eat brunch. he wanted to go to this hipster diner that he thought would not be overrun with them. wrong.

so we go to a mexican place (yessss....chilaquiles are my weakness), and sit in the window. as we are sitting there, we see a latina mom and daughter combo roll up on bikes and park right in front of us. they then come inside.

here are their bikes.

Missing flag


seeing them made me happy. and made me think accessibility is only as difficult as we make it. more on that later.

then the boo and i walked to big box central to price some things. our ultimate destination was another corporate store for this soap the boo absolutely goes nuts over.

one, two, skip a few..., 99, 100!

now it's sunday night, can't sleep. oh look at that, it's 3am, that really means it's 4 in my head. i still haven't done my altar. shit. not gonna have enough time tomorrow. but hey, at least we got the super cute drawing of meli's to show around for our bike ride on monday. oh wait that's today.

and the sun shines brightly through my window like a technicolor 60s film at 6am.

flower power saturday

so in anticipation of day of the dead, i knew i had to churn out some paper flowers for my bici. it was part of my altar.

i've made paper flowers at least once a year for as long as i can remember, and i totally make them en masse. i have tissue paper left over from years before, so it's kinda cool to mix up the colors & pipe cleaners.

so this is what i had on friday night:


De colores...

a good beginning but not quite done yet.

i went over to punchy's at the dolores HQ for the sidewalk bbq halloween edition. i find the two rambunctious kiddos that belong to the neighborhood. the sentiment "it takes a village" definitely applies to these two.

so i walk in with a mission to make a bunch of flowers outside while at the bbq, but the kiddos were running around and saying city kid things, so i got them around me and asked them if they wanted to learn. the girl, who was dressed as a pretty ballerina princess with pretty incredible face paint, immediately got to work. her little first grade fingers kinda stumbled, but she liked it a lot.

then the boy, R, a 2nd grader with the mouth of a 7th grader, sat down and wanted to learn too. i told them he could either wear them (yaaah, riiiiight) or give them to his mom, grandma, aunt, etc. he said ok. score, i win!

Flowers on our bikes...

(change your life, ride a trike...)

then the bbq happened. some things happened during it we'd rather forget, but chalk it up to another bbq in our pocket.

i still wasn't done with my bici basket, but i waited until later that night. the boo and i had a nice dinner, people watched, took pics.


Calacas. Flowers. Blue.


then we went home (before i was ready to i think...), and i sat and made flowers for probably like 3 hours straight. i then came out with color saturated flowers that i could be ok with for my altar. phew, that was a few hours more of my weekend. and we're only at the end of saturday.

Festive flowers


(soon after i parked my bike here, this bike messenger asked me, "are you normally this festive, or is it halloween leftovers?" i replied, "it's for day of the dead." the bike messenger nodded, "oh yeah!." cool monday morning interaction.)

lots of bicis and calacas = heavenly friday

bicis and skulls are two of my favorite things. this past weekend was chock full of both.

friday was critical mass, SF halloween edition. i know critical mass is controversial, i completely see both sides of the argument. the high schooler in me is all, yah, let's fuck shit up!! we are traffic!! the adult (yes, i think there's one in there somewhere) in me thinks there are more productive things to do in order to increase awareness.

either way, i do believe dottie said it best, "but I love [critical mass] as a big ball of bikey happiness."

so i went, didn't have time to put together the costume i wanted. so, i had some face paint lying around in anticipation of dia de los muertos, so i put on my calaca face.

Calaca. Me.


then i hopped on bici, paper flowers attached. along the way i tried to recruit some peeps who turned out to be out of town or just had their bike recently stolen (again....). so i just went thinking i might see people i know. and i did. and tons of people i didn't know.

like the bay bridge, complete with fallen cables:

The bay bridge.


mary poppins:

Mary Poppins.


and wonder woman:
Wonder mixte


then i found some people i did know:

Silver. Argyle. LMG.


and then later adrienne and the rest of the clan chan minus the bday boy. and adrienne was showing mikael from copenhagen cycle chic and copenhagenize around the city. he was in san francisco to give a talk that i will discuss in a post soon.

we all agreed there was too many people, too many crazy things were going on around us, so we broke off early from the group and decided to go eat in the mission. meli and KT met up with us to eat. nomnomnom.

we went to go eat ethiopian

Bike. Beer.

mikael passed out the i bike CPH (copenhagen) pins to all of us. isn't it adorable? cute marketing works.

then we went for a drink at this bar that has mariachis in the mission. yes, that ONE bar.

then we stayed out even later, then it was time to ride home.

and just thinking about friday has me exhausted...phew. but then there's saturday and sunday and monday. this weekend was like a 4 day weekend without the 2 days off of work.

02 November 2009

Dos de November: dia de los muertos bike ride...


Dos de November
Originally uploaded by meligrosa
reposted from meligrosa:

••• For Dia de Los Muertos (pre-procession) Ride. •••
♥ You are invited, amigos. Details:
Monday, November 2nd
Meet at panhandle (statue at Baker st. /fell&oak) Between 5-6.
Plan on riding towards the procession (at 24th-Bryant) starting from the statue at 6:00 PM

Bring your Mexican dresses, skulls, bike shrines, trinkets and happy calaca spirits and be ready to shake your skeleton to the sound of your bike wheels ;)

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We'll be there. We'll be a small ride, but definetly fun.
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