Mile 19 of 2570
Not only is San Francisco host today to some type of bondage parade where seventy year old men with dyed blue beards are towed behind flowery floats by leather whips, naked on rollerskates.. but it’s also the 57th anniversary of some landmark in the history of Chinese independence, or so my attempts at reading mandarin billboards lead me to believe.
The streets of
Despite my ipod-plugged ears and recently acquired Louis Vitton sunglasses from a five dollar knockoff stand at the festival, people are approaching me for directions. Which way to the wharf? I can point you there…
Daily Distance: 7.25 miles
1 Comments:
so I have some questions. pressing ones. do I keep track of my own walking mileage or just sort of follow along with yours and note the pithy events of my oft-pathetic life unfolding in the comments section of this blog? OR do I blog my own walking travails on Somnambulist or do you make me some kind of administrative grand poobah on here so I can post on here. I'm just effing confused, man. Maybe it's the freeon I huffed a few hours ago after breaking into an air conditioner.
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