So I was starting to photo some of the drawings from the Live Drawing Event aka Little Big Draw at Mua Oakland on my back porch that I bought (for such a deal compared to how long it takes me to draw stuff these days) when suddenly a gust of wind blows them all away! Luckily the hand drawing by Lauren Napolitano  and the face by Kelly Monson land in my backyard but Michael McConnell’s bad boy sloth goes over the fence! A big rickety one and no one was home to let me in. + to having a neighborhood average age 20′s it was easy to have someone climb the fence, since my own personal minions weren’t home.

New Bi-Rite penthouse action.

Just saw this again today. Wonder if they ever found him?

If you remember that quote you probably also have a stack of crap broken Walgreen’s glasses.

Overnight giant mushroom shows up and overturns hipster beer slug trap.

Pinkie cam for scale

Narcissus is blooming in December

and all summer I try to grow tomatoes, now I get one blooming in December. Weird.

Pyracantha berries, we used to have them in our backyard and all the birds would eat them and get drunk.

So as the Little Big Draw event at Mua winds down, John Mardikian of Telegraph (Oakland beer garden/restaurant) and I get in his “car” :) to go to his place that I haven’t seen in a while. It’s late and it’s closed and dark, but still looks great with a lot of new art and changes so I took some photos. And now at home as I’m going through them, it totally strikes me, Telegraph = In The Night Kitchen. Except instead of Maurice Sendak, J Otto. Instead of cake, 50/50 burger with bacon and macaroni and cheese on a donut. Mickey has his clothes on, and obviously, instead of milk, beer.

Guys, check it out. My first Fall harvest is a whole plateful of salad. My entire summer output was 5 radishes and two dozen peas so I think it’s getting better. Tuesday mornings spent at Visitation Valley Greenways  helped amp up production. In the background is a corner of my cocktail garden.

Gorgeous weather, amazing cocktail action with crazy machines and urinals, great food, music, old friends and Carlos gets a Guggenheim, in no particular order. Better photos here: https://www.facebook.com/SanFranciscoArtInstitute

The tower looks anxious.

San-Ju (the next day) with one of the drink dispensers.

I must’ve walked past this umpteen times but today I just noticed how super cute this fence is. by michael bartalos mission playground 

Rancho Haybro—continued fail, but in other news Colette brought home some beets and something else with strips and I think a turnip or a really big radish from her volunteering at Hayes Valley Farm  {turns out they are Chiogga Beets}  OOOPS! Wrong again, she dug them up at her high school garden at Lowell that she also’s been volunteering in and not Hayes Valley Farm.

Even though I don’t know what they all are I’m roasting those suckers up. Also, someone please tell me why is my mint plant dying when they are supposed to grow like weeds? This is important, it’s my cocktail garden area.

Laine and a Heizer

Colette and a Heizer

Me and Laine in a Heizer “Actual Size”

Phil in a Serra

Misprint, should’ve said Googly-Eyed Deity.

CAI GUO-QIANG (MOCA)

 Photo from MOCA, we missed this part :(

Cai Guo-Qiang @MOCA artist whose media is firecrackers.

Helping Tango & Stache untangle some web stuff, they invite us to their pop up @ the Hideout (Dalva) in the Mission. Nice guys! and tasty Coca Cola braised pulled pork and “white boy” slaw. Spicey! Also such a deal for $8.

It’s all speakeasy like and we get a table in the tiny upstairs just before it gets super crowded.

Phil gets a call from Jeebus.

Super tasty cocktails. Plus, finally get to meet my neighbor Tablehopper in person.

Are they afraid they’ll get lost?

Somehow I didn’t manage any 4square/FB check ins, tweets or anything else during today’s fine WordPress event in San Francisco, but I was moved by the excellent food trucks and open bar at the after party :)

Thanks Simone!

Alchemists: digesting

Alchemist best dressed award: Benamin Bossi (duh! every time!)

New art for me: Simone Simon

And chicken.

But we got distracted and forgot. I’m blaming the cacti! Photos at General Store, Little Chihuahua, Reliquary where we adopted a one from Crimson and gave it a home with Alexis.

This is the secret area I stash things in that I don’t want the cat to get into

Thanks to Kelly Malone. Also, why was there a power outage? It’s not like the hipsters had big static chemical hair like the 80s.

Just came across this Carleton Watkins photo of Haight area taken from Mint Hill Orphan Asylum in 1866. Those days it was called Sans Souci (think wiggle bike path). The fence is Herman Street. The hill on the right is Alamo Square so we are just downhill from that. I’m guessing these farms were more successful than my 6 radishes and 1 snow pea. There is the Hayes river (under our backyard) that still provides water to the Fillmore and Civic Center fountains,  and occasionally floods Muni.

Hey opera guy on the far left, can you please move so we can see Laine? Thank you.

The cats been eating spiders again, she gets the webs on her ruff. We’ve got black widows, if they are psychotrophics that would explain a lot. Also, I just made up that word.

Laine setting up for the Glenn Park Farmer’s market. She’s there  Sundays 10-2. Go buy some!

First the good news—our first harvest! Woo Hoo! 3 radishes for 4 people, which come to think of it might also be not that great. OK neutral news.

Next, bad news. Pea plants eaten to bloody stumps. Any ideas why? Probably snails even though I put copper tape around the beds, they coulda climbed up the drip pipes. They are not as stupid as they want you to think.

Speed Racer @ Laguna Seca and girls at the beach.

photo by Laine

photo by Laine

Love these girls, can’t wait to see what they get up to in the future.

Self explain-a-tory. ATA in Mission