oo. wah. oo.

Today was a San Franciscan day of plenty and plush purchases with Anthony.

We took up our post where Haight met Ashbury and sold a few, but what led to my new thing for a day was a German photographer named Alex who took our picture.

Acting dead.

Killed by our stuffed animals.

You'll see what they look like when I do - he hasn't posted us yet. His flickr has many projects on it: Death by ----, people looking deadpan meeting Mike Wazowski, people who hug things. I am excited to be up there soon.

We also met up with one of the favorite recurring characters of my life, Regina. She took us to a place called Bangkok Best (described as the best restaurant in SF and, probably, a name of a porn) and I had excellent soup.

I love San Francisco. It makes me have good new things.

such a subtle wrist.

Let us time-travel to Thursday.

On Thursday, Max lent me his $150,323,988.23 camera, and I went downtown to take pictures of things. I asked people if they would let me take their picture, and they all said yes. That was surprising and welcoming. I also enjoyed looking like an artist/tourist. Here are a few of my favorites:

He has the killer eye.

I did not ask this scenery's permission.

This new building downtown is terrifying.

So that was Thursday. Friday and Saturday will get updates. I just wanted to get this one out of the way.