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Shuggy met Julie at the Asian Art Museum of SF, 9/1

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twistedude:
..where we had about 2 hours' conversauion..which was like magic for me, like it is whenever I get to talk to a fellow-Brokie in person. He photographed  the cover of my New Yorker, and also me giving an architecture tour--which he made perfectly clear, afterwards,. he could have done a muich better job of than I did  (without meaning to). I spent a fair amound of time listening to stories about Shuggy and Tim, which is great...since I don't have anyone to tell stories about.. We didn't gert into any fights about Brokeback. He told me a quote I snuck into th Vintage Baseball Card Forum (I LOVE doing that!) was actually from Annie Proulx,, not Osana and McMurtry...a good time was had by 2. I Hope! At least one.

Ellemeno:
Julie, when I was with Shuggy on Monday, he told me how much he was looking forward to getting together with you.  I'm glad it was fun.  Clarissa

Shuggy:
It WAS fun. Thanks TwistedDude. You sure know the Museum/Library. (I'm in the new library now.) I'll go into more detail when I get home. Time's running out here. Never enough time, never enough.

Hugs
Shugs

Shuggy:
So now I have some more time, because I'm at a friend's place in Berkeley and I can use her Mac (and my email works and I can sort out a job interview for next week  :) ! )

Yes, it was great to meet Julie, who is a much more dedicated Brokie than I am and goes into the finest of detail. Then I went on her architectural tour. The old library/Asian Art Museum certainly is an interesting building, and TD knows it well. (I was a bit of a teacher's pet on the tour. The other three docees seemed a bit staid. I had to smile when I stayed back photographing artworks and heard her voice floating through the corridors: "Shu - gee!") We had another coffee afterwards, so it was something like 2 1/2 hours together.

(That morning I had been to the Palace of the Legion of Hono{u}r to see the Monets, which jump out at you wonderfully if you can only stand far enough away. With the crowds there, that wasn't always possible. And the previous day, to the de Young, so I'm quite museumed out.)

Afterwards I went into the City Hall and asked if the place where Harvey Milk was shot is marked. (Harvey Milk - first openly gay supervisor - = city counciller - elected in SF, activist, shot by a redneck rival along with the Mayor) The first guard had no idea, the second said, "That was YEARS ago!" I said "So? This is history." Then to the Rainbow Toastmasters at the LGBT Cent[re] with PTallen. An excellent confidence-building exercise, without the pretensions of the likes of R*t*ry. I made a short speech, but since I was a guest it didn't get evaluated. Good practice, though. Pete and his David have been wonderful hosts. This morning we went to  breakfast at the Crepevine (all these punny shop names, that Armistead Maupin sent up so well with "Plant Parenthood"). <Homer> Mm, pancakes </Homer>, I could get fat.

Then I went to Castro and Market and got, I hope, a good picture of the street sign, the huge flag over the Harvey Mik Plaza, and the towers over Twin Peaks looking like a galleon. It's hard to catch the flag unfurled, the cloud at the right level and no streetcar in the way.

Another of the mural over Milk's old camera shop (a trompe l'oeil [deceive the eye - false perspective, imitation of reality] window with HM standing looking down and saying "You gotta give them hope") and the view down the street from there. I might put one on the front, and the other on the back of garments.

I went down to the new library (where I wrote the above) and saw the wonderful ceiling of the GLBT centre there. More trompe l'oeil  on the ceiling of a dome being built and inscribed with the names of famous gay people. Inspiring.

Shuggy:
Well the good news is that I didn't lose any pictures (eg those of Julie). The bad news is that my camera seems to have been stolen. Right after going to the new library, I went to Walgreens to download to disc. Then I got a tram (streetcar) up Market back to Pete's. Now my camera isn't in my bag and Pete can't find it at his place. I think it's insured, but I lost one on the plane two years ago and replaced it with the same insurance company, so they might think I'm  a bad risk. So no pictures from Berkeley.

A picture I'm sorry not  to have: a big sign in the centre of Oakland saying
 "THERE"
- a rebuttal, I think to Gertrude Stein, who said of Oakland, "There's no there there."

I spoke to Sascha last night and this morning but we may not be able to get together because her car battery has been going flat. One more window of opportunity tomorrow morning. I'm going back to The City in the afternoon to a Bears' gathering - they've renamed Harrison St "Hairrison St". (I'm not really  a Bear, not even a shuggy one.)

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