Beach Blanket Babylon Blvd, baby
Today marks a not terribly momentous milestone of our time in the US: just finished our first full bottle of dish washing liquid. Sometimes it’s the mundane things that make you realize (with a zee) that you’ve made a place your home.
And now it’s time for flying fruit bats
A human being is part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. We experience ourselves, our thoughts and feelings as something separate from the rest. A kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from the prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if mankind is to survive
I don’t get this place, on the one hand you can buy a “soda” you could swim in (except in NYC) but I just discovered the pickles I bought are artificially sweetened. WTF
My favorite building in San Fran
Birds-eye view of San Francisco