We went to a secret bar Sunday night. It is a plain brown door on a random corner in the worst part of town. You ring a doorbell and they let you in to drink some of the most amazing drinks you've ever tasted. My favorite involved gin, basil, apple juice and other things I cannot remember.
Also, we bought a bed. No more air mattress!
We had a nice day in Oakland on Saturday at their Art & Soul Festival. We saw Calexico, sampled local Oakland food, saw some cool lady drummers, ate a giant Italian sausage (jokes to yourself please!) and saw a welding and glassmaking demonstration that has nearly convinced me to take a jewelery/metalworking class from them in Oakland.
Job: Nada. The Stanford people are ignoring me. I am considering calling Multivision.
Writing: Some work on the new novel. My bro is so stoked about getting to read the finished version of the first novel that he is picking up a new ink cartridge for me on the way to work. Nice.
Having a table and a desk helps me focus more on writing (my back doesn't hurt after ten minutes of sitting on the floor). However having my bro and his roomie crash here for the past week takes a lot of that away. Still, it's kind of nice to have them around.
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