a voter

i had little to do on friday so i took in a show alone. howard zinn's "marx in soho" dramatized the origins of marx's theory through his personal struggles and family life.

1. i've never gone to a one-man show alone before

2. the guy actually looks exactly like karl marx... that's really his beard

3. it was a lot of socialism. i mean, i knew what i was getting myself into, but he just kept shouting...

at this point, i was so exhausted from the play that i didn't make any attempt at going out to meet people downtown, so i went back home and fell asleep.

saturday i read. i read a lot. graduate school = nonstop reading. it's quite the challenge. i also went out to locate and purchase my very first muni pass. a very successful day was followed with a very pleasurable evening. i met people! i met a lot people! it was a friend's birthday and she introduced me to all of her friends and i made even more friends as a result. networking!


on sunday, the birthday celebration continued at delores park. the park was swamped! people everywhere. there was a stage set up with music, food of all kinds available, dancing and kite flying. we had memosas and burritos. then, in between my many naps, a man came up to me and asked me to register to vote. it made the day even better. i am now a registered california voter. feels good. my voter registration number is in my hand next to the septembet muni pass.

i ended the evening with a delicious vegan meal at herbivore, a restaurant that prepares gourmet vegan entrees in walking distance of my place. magic!

today is all about reading and diner pancakes...(the best in california)... and then even more reading. im also replaying a video phil sent me every so often. my parents were dancing to their wedding song yesterday at my aunt's pool on a final summer sunday ritual. it's pretty good.

love and loyalty