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The principle printing for the 24th Street project is in the books. Oh my god! I didn’t think it was possible. Yet tonight at 9:22 pm PST, the following took place:
That’s right: the final pull of the final piece. If you thought that was boring, imagine setting up one hundred and four of those screens and watching the video seven hundred and sixteen times. Okay so it wasn’t the biggest project in the world, but at least I can show up at my day job now.
I guess one of my new year resolutions is to try some new San Francisco restaurants. If I sound reluctant it is only because when it it comes to San Francisco restaurants, I am an arrogant motherfucker who believes his taste to be impeccable without even trying.
The truth is that I’ve been getting lazy. For that reason it was a rare treat to discover two new instant favorites in one weekend. The inspiration to crawl out of my comfort zone came in the form of the San Francisco Panorama’s “Best of the Rest,” twenty short profiles of low key restaurants relatively unknown outside of their neighborhoods. As soon as I saw Cordon Bleu on this list—A Vietnamese restaurant in my old neighborhood specializing in dumping gallons of meat sauce over sticky rice—I knew what they had in mind. This sort of thing was supposed to be the promise of yelp.com, totally undelivered as far as I’m concerned (If I had the time to waste sifting for useful information amidst an endless roll call of losers looking for a place to validate their petty grievances, then I would just prefer to be reading the Craigslist casual encounters where the pictures are a lot clearer).
So I guess my resolution is to try every new place on this list. These first two selections did not disappoint.
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This list is also trustworthy.
On Saturday we completed these prints of Utah and Florida. We are done printing twenty-two of twenty-four pieces for the 24th Street project. That’s 92% done! This has been the focus of my life for the last few months and I am now realizing that at no point did I really take the time to think about the possibility that it might end. The project just seemed too big and precarious to finish before February. But the end is very much in my mind now that there is just one more printing session left.
Reading an article on logistics management in the Haiti earthquake relief effort made me feel like a real asshole for that last post. People in the capital are waiting hours in line for one bottle of water and I am complaining that it’s falling from the sky for free.
It’s been the worst commuting week of my life. Storms every day with a near death experience on the Bay Bridge yesterday. Basically the rain starts when I leave home and ends right before I get to work. I know, I know: everything’s all about me. But I have the rainbow pix to prove it.
At home:
At work:
(Just in time for the gay marriage trial.)
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