July 31, 2012 § Leave a comment
This weekend I went into the city for the return of the SF Underground Market. It was quite packed, wall to wall people. Everywhere you turn there was delicious food being cooked and samples being handed out and the aroma…I’m like 95% sure that the Underground Market is what heaven smells like. Holy cow.
Anyway, I went more for business than for pleasure. I wanted to scope out the scene, doing a bit of research for a project that I am working on. I did manage to come away with a jar of cherry pickles from The Uncommon Pickle. I quite enjoyed them. I think next time I am going to go for a jar of pickled carrots. I’m already planning on going again for the next market and bringing/meeting friends there.
July 16, 2012 § Leave a comment
The other day I was out for a long drive and found myself in Ryde, California. Population 61. It’s one of those really small towns that sits just along the Delta River, right outside of Walnut Grove. The town consists of little more than a couple of shops, a ranch, and this hotel.
According to the owner it was built in 1927 and, at one point, was frequented by Marylin Monroe, Elizabeth Taylor, Clark Gable and a few other notable guests. There was a speak easy downstairs that has since been converted to a ballroom where people now have wedding receptions and things like that.
They let me poke around a bit. It was the middle of the week, so there were no guests around to disturb. My mind ran wild thinking of all of the things that had been said and done in that hotel. All of the martinis that had been drank, and the beautiful clothing that had been worn, and all of the songs that had been sang by God only knows what amazing star just for the hell of it. And the fact that I had just found this place by accident, just wandering around in my car, was the most amazing part of it all. I hadn’t expected to find anything, nothing other than fields and vineyards and trees. I’ve been going on the occasional exploration in my car since I was sixteen. Then I took a turn I had never taken before, and then another, and then another and, suddenly, I was standing in a hotel lobby where Marylin Monroe had once stood to check herself in for maybe a week or a long weekend. To think that, for most of my life, I lived maybe 20 minutes away from this place and never knew it. It staggers the imagination.
June 28, 2012 § Leave a comment
I’ve been a bad non-blogging blogger as of late. I’ve be waist deep in the middle of developing this new documentary project that I have been working on. It’s kind of a big project. Overwhelmed does not even begin to cover my state of mind for the past couple of weeks, but I am also excited.
Details about the project will be shared later. There is still a lot that has to be worked out, and it might not even happen. But! If it does happen, then there is some serious travel in store for me in the next few months, which is great because I have a chronic case of wanderlust. I’ve been meaning to get it under control and I will…eventually.
Or maybe I won’t. Maybe I will spend my life adventuring and using whatever downtime I have to plan the next big adventure. Would that really be so bad? No. Probably not. I mean, I don’t know for sure…but this is only one way to find out, right?