THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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brownie" a nice black man with dreadlocks will come by and sell you one. San Francisco is magic. I was so fucked up last night San Francisco is magic. Remember once when Spunky accused us all of hating America except for the alcohol and pot. That might be true for San Francisco. San Francisco is magic. |
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"I wish I had a pot brownie" a nice black man with dreadlocks will come by and sell you one. San Francisco is magic. I was so fucked up last night. San Francisco is magic. I remember once when Spunky accused us all of hating America except for the alcohol and pot. That might be true for San Francico. San Francisco is magic. i dig that sorabji literature |
San Francisco is magic. |
it's not like we've met up, platypus. i've met heather before. who else is around here? |
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But I cheated. |
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my garage is magic. sunday senor and i were working on assembling some shelving and unpacking a bunch of crap we stacked up and put away a year ago. he found a big box that was surprisingly light to carry. inside the box we discovered a ladies scarf, my great grandfather's torah, a pair of binoculars, and a big fat joint. my garage is magic. we choked on the stale smoke, got a little high, and boinked in the garage in the middle of the day in 92 degree heat. my garage is magic. |
Had I known how boring the conference was going to be, I would have made it less business and more pleasure and would have let everyone know. |
Conference schmonference. Well, at least you got a pot brownie, but meeting heather and nate would have been more of a trip. |
not to mention the showing you around oakland-berkeley-sf etc |
Is it just you, me, and Heather up here? For some reason I thought there were more of us, enough to stage a grand sorabji festival. I think I am going to be in the city next week, because I have a doctor's appointment at UCSF on Wednesday, which would in theory involve actually being in San Francisco. I'm hoping I can coax the person driving me to come down Tuesday night, stay, adventure, and then drive back Wednesday or perhaps even Thursday. We could all go sit in the new(ish) Union square and spit cherry pits at tourists! |
agatha shows no signs of feeling this way. that's why she rules and i'm a freak. |
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