Passover

I am still a slave --
for if I weren't, I'd be able to choose
to go back to work.

I like Shabbos...

...because it is the only day i can focus my mind on
two things that i like most --
my friends and my books.

...and because i get to hear her voice on the phone
when it ends.

Time

Relationships, jobs, diverging roads.
Old names evoke nostalgia, visit me in dreams,
but rarely awake my cell phone.
Different continents, countries, states, cities
erode friendships.

So many good people have come and gone
leaving only a lasting impression,
and outdated phone numbers.

Null pointer exception.

Basic Instinct

I wanted all things
To make some sense,
So we could all be happy, yes,
Instead of tense.
And I made up lies
So that they all fit nice,
And I made this sad world
A par-a-dise.

-Bokonon, Cat's Cradle.

Robbed in the San Francisco Bay

Relieved of lunch by evil birds.

San Francisco -- Part III

The Golden Gate Bridge across the Great Unknown:

We all need change, but some need it more than others:

It is hard to be a god:(at the Spanish Mission in Carmel-by-the-Sea)

San Francisco -- Part II

I WANT TO GO BACK!!!

San Francisco -- Part I