Last night, Toby and I had dinner in the Castro at a place called Tangerine. We found it by accident after hopping on the F-Line, a local above-ground train of sorts. We’ve been meaning to check out the F-Line for weeks, in hopes that in the morning as an occasional change of pace we might take it instead of Muni. But it’s kinda slow. And while this might not get my ass to work early enough in the morning, it’s a nice ride in the evening. And so we rode until we saw 14th street and Church and then hopped off to explore the neighborhood a bit. And find food.
Food. Food has been a tough necessity for me as of late. I have decided to give this South Beach diet a try. I’m not planning on going all South Beach strict on my ass, but cutting down on the mass consumption of white bread, pasta, and random potato products might not be such a bad idea. I could spare a few pounds. Lately, I feel as though I’m growing an inner tube. And so it has begun. Talking about dieting is such a bore. I ordered the red snapper and a salad. He had tofu curry and vegetables. Both dishes were lovely.
After we ate, we headed back to Noe Valley where we picked up a bottle of wine and purchased some new books. Toby picked up Bob Woodward’s book, Plan of Attack and I got The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time and Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim. With cable away for the summer, we need something to do. I also picked up this book. You know, for good measure.
We arrived back at home and promptly put the books down once we were greeted by our television. We watched Downloading Sex. I was wondering if I might see Toby enter the “Exhibition Room” and get his groove on since he worked there and all, but this did not happen. He recognized a few people in the “Exhibition Room”, but did not join in. Thankfully. The show was interesting. They did these things called “Masturbation Studies” and when they were on I could not take my eyes away from the screen. So odd. Basically, a woman is asked to enter a small, private room and sit in front of a camera while she gives herself an orgasm. Fascinating, watching someone’s face while they masturbate. With the sound turned off, I imagine they could just be singing karaoke.
Hell, ain’t got much to say today. I will post my pictures from this past weekend tonight. Finally, some eye candy.
I’m waiting for the corduroy book in paperback… it sounds like a blog in book form. I dig. Also, I love corduroy.
I was going to wait as well. But I was sucked in when Toby reminded me that with the last book I was crying on the subway while reading it from laughing so hard. I could use a good laugh while commuting.
Oooh. Did you like Tangerine? I have walked by that place a number of times but never have gone in.
It was pretty good, actually. A bit pricey. but good.
I actually tried callin’ ya last night to say ‘hey’, but realized i just had your dc #. Poo. So hi! :)
OH! I would have loved that. Email me and I’ll send it along. I don’t have ANY Of my email addys here (at work) Can you send me your email?
Our friends in San Diego had a little earthquake yesterday – did you feel it? I guess it was too far away, otherwise I image you would be discussing and/or freaking out.
Damn! Nope. Felt nothing at all. Do you know what time? Mike just told us about This site Kinda cool. Let me see how far it was felt.
I think it actually orginated in Mexico City and reverberations(?) were felt in S. Cali. I’ll forward you the info.
the frequency of the quakes on that site freaks me out a bit. Please don’t fall into the ocean…
No shit. Weird eh? BTW, we’re switching over George’s site info tonight. WOO!
I felt the quake!! It was my first !.. first I thought someone drove into the building but it shook longer then usual! I can imagine what a really big quake will do you wont be able to do anything until it
crap, well as long as it’s not foggy at the same time. because then my head might explode.
So, Laura and I Tivoed (actually mythtv.org) the Downloading Sex show and during the opening credits we noticed a shot of Toby.. I nearly deafened Laura shouting “holy shit…” but it is pretty clear from the tats on the right arm and the baby blue shirt. So we will try to take a screen shot or two if you like, but he is standing near a woman sitting in front of her computer…
what’s this show all about? that guy with the solar powered sex machine use to be my roommate (briefly) back in Brooklyn. small world. too small…
grijn, you’re fucking kidding me. Wow. Yeah, if you can, send a screen shot. So funny. Gina, it’s sort of like HBO’s “Real Sex” from my very little bit of understanding. They interview people, talk about stuff, you know, the usual stuff to make people feel better about the weird shit they do (or want to do).