The Sky Was Blue. You’ll Just Have To Take My Word For It.
Posted by Moose on June 11th, 2010. Filed under: Daily Happiness.Today is one of those halcyon San Francisco days when you can delude yourself into thinking summer really IS coming this year. That it’s safe to put the winter coat in storage and rely solely on sundresses and flip flops.
It isn’t, of course.
But for today, when the sun is bright and hot and girls in Dolores Park think nothing of stripping off their jeans and lolling about in their underwear, one can pretend. (Really, girls in Dolores Park? I mean, if I had thighs that svelte I’d be tempted too. But I don’t think I’d stand up, wiggle out of my jeans, and flop back onto the grass. Repression or basic park pants-wearing etiquette? I can’t be sure.)
Chaining myself to my desk proves hard when the sun is shining, so I kept taking restorative walks. On one of these walks I realized that my life is mostly text. There are entire sections of my life that may not have happened because there are no pictures to prove it. Because I never take pictures, preferring to rely on the talent and fancy cameras of friends.
New Thing: Take at least one picture a day, to record all the lovely moments I probably won’t remember by dinner-time, and definitely won’t remember when I’m in my 80s and wondering who stole my teeth.
This is totally cheating, by the way.
This fractured Prince Charming in ink was on the wall at Foreign Cinema, which is – as noted – totally cheating. Because I was there on Wednesday. But since I just decided to do this one-picture-a-day-so-I-can-have-some-pictorial-record-of-my-fleeting-life thing twenty minutes ago, I’m giving myself a pass. Life is so much nicer when you let yourself get away with things.
At least there’s a record of today’s cloudless blue sky in my cerebral cortex. Until it’s displaced by the need to remember where I left my car.
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June 12th, 2010 at 1:27 pm
Misread the last line as “where I left my EAR.” See? Could always be worse! Could be missing your ear, instead of your car.
June 12th, 2010 at 4:11 pm
Move to oakland, move to oakland! It’s summer here for sure now, and I’m thrilled. First time since I moved to the Bay area almost 4 years ago that I actually believe summer exists around here! Although you probably won’t see any hot hipster chicks lying around our parks in their skivvies. Oakland tends to be more . . . clothed than SF.
June 12th, 2010 at 4:17 pm
Nevermind Holly, she’s always had ear problems.
And I applaud your plan to record at least one picture a day here.