I like that.

While walking home and trying to avoid random downpours, I stumbled upon a little art gallery. I took one look at this piece and said, “Silicon Valley in a nutshell…no pun intended.” It kinda is though. I try to keep my blog posts G. Today I went to PG 13.

Art by emiko-o, Population Control, 2.0

Today a sunny day quickly took a cold turn. I found myself without a proper jacket walking the streets of San Francisco in a group of new and old friends.

After parting ways, and hugging myself closely to generate warmth, I overheard Sonic Youth’s cover song of Superstar. Without fail, I started belting out the lyrics at the same time with a random girl next to me:

Don’t you remember you told me you loved me baby?
You said you’d be coming back this way again baby

This prompted some laughter between myself and the Sonic Youth-loving gal. I remarked that I went to the same high school as Karen Carpenter. She commented on how much she loved the cover album, If I Were A Carpenter. 

She’s right. I forgot how great this album is, especially the song Superstar. 

Image via sonicyouth.com

Today’s a perfect rainy day. Joe and I visited the SF MOMA, explored the Dieter Rams exhibit, and then visited an art show tribute to Wes Anderson films (more pictures to follow on our museum & gallery day). 

Current song while admiring the rain slide down the window:

After walking outside in a chilly, but very sunny day in San Francisco, I needed to find the happiest and cheesiest of songs. “Lazy Days” by Spanky & Our Gang makes me want to clink my heels in the middle of Dolores Park, give five dollars to each kid to buy an ice cream cone, and compliment people on the streets. 

Image via Asoltani

On my usual commute to the BART each morning, it becomes a careful selection of which song I will walk to. I typically only get through one song, and it sets the mood for the morning. It also allows me to daydream. 

While shuffling through artists and songs on a recent morning, I ran across Tears for Fears. It reminded me of the mid 80s, when my mom wasn’t keen on screening suitable babysitters. However, Marsha was one sitter that stood out from the rest in a good way. She’d style my hair in the latest fashions, let me flip through her yearbooks, and paint my nails in Wet ‘n Wild frosty hues. MTV videos were the usual backdrop to these activities. 

Back to the song selection…naturally running down memory lane lead me to select “Sowing the Seeds” by Tears for Fears.

After thinking about the babysitter chronicles, I started to pay attention to the geometric pattern and neon colors on the skirt I was wearing. Oddly that took me to a vision of a rhythmic gymnastics dancer in Dolores Park (made up, but not far from what could be the truth). 

Then into the BART station and onto work…

Image via Lastfm.com

This photo was taken last April on a visit to SF. I remember wondering when I was going to move here, and what my life would be like once it took that turn. The uncertainty bothered me, yet I felt excited to make a change. Shortly after that trip, I received a job offer and quickly moved here. Mid May will mark a year at my job. I’ve now lived in two places in the city, and life continues to evolve. At this moment, sitting in the living room of a new apartment, I can hear a Peace and Freedom Party demonstration going on in Dolores Park - just a moment in time to pause and think about where I’ve been and where I’m at. 

“It’s an odd thing, but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco. It must be a delightful city and possess all the attractions of the next world.” - Oscar Wilde