The Freak warming up last night. 

Happy meat day.

Freezing up on Tank Hill for the firework finale of the 75th anniversary of the Golden Gate Bridge. 

Morning at the loading dock.

"it’s not playing together
it’s like going to the sky together
it’s a fight
what height can you reach?
how to keep this concentration all the time?
it’s like holding a ghost"

Kazuki Tomokawa

Clement Street apples.

Nom nom.

Tea in the morning and whiskey at night

"I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space"

Hamlet, Shakespeare 

Light on Geary.